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Today: 31 October.
Day one of skiing vacation: 2 January.
Number of days in between: 62.
Number of pounds to lose to fit into the ski pants: 12.
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I've been busy lately - really busy - crazy-busy - apparently totally-lost-my-mind busy. My TMJ is back and I can barely open my jaw, there's more of my middle than fits in my jean-waistband, and I'...
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4:05 a.m. It’s like a little internal alarm went off and I was finally fully-charged. Saturday morning after a very long MONTH (night before last I dreamt I was on the eliptical if that...
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My parents had a house at the lake, and every weekend we made the two-hour trek from home to that house. I was a kid in junior high when we started going there, and twice each trip (on the way there...
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This year, I almost gave up ice cream for Lent, then it occurred to me that what I’d really be giving up is my favorite coconut-milk-non-dairy-frozen-desert. I gave up ice cream - the real...
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Anne, and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Year. That was the title I’d created for the whole of 2009. I’ve spent months taking sheer delight in seeing 2009 fade in the bright...
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Confession: I journal. I frequently “make” my clients journal, and I secretly wish everyone in the world would journal (after having had their fill of good food, clean water, and a...
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Why does it take external forcing mechanisms to make us do stuff we should already be doing? I’m talking about things like cleaning your house - just before the cleaning lady comes,...
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Think about the people who, during the course of your daily life, matter. If you were to write them a thank-you note for all they do for you, what would you say? And what kind of world...
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Too much traveling alone lately means too much time to think. I spend a lot of time in my introverted head as it is, and adding to that is frequently a recipe for disaster. This time, I...
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Is there anything in life more humbling than a hill?
I walk in the mornings - around 3.5 miles a day, 6 days a week. In my little corner of Richmond’s far west end, my...
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I’m a listener. I try very hard to listen to direction from what I’ll call “the universe.” I don’t always understand the direction it takes me, what I’ll find when I get there, or why the...
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Last night, like literally hundreds of other nights over the past couple of years, I fell asleep to Elizabeth Gilbert’s voice reading her own Eat Pray Love. The beginning of last night’s...
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Remember when you could sing? Some people still can, but I could only sing when I was a kid. My mother and grandmother taught me to sing. My grandmother, for reasons that escape me...
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Richmond, like your town I’m sure, is suffering the blows of this challenging economic time. People I love are struggling, losing their jobs, consuming themselves with worry. It occurs to...
