My afternoon was a comedy of errors. First the paint guy at Lowe's gets my order wrong, in two ways. I wanted a gallon of the blue paint and a quart of the green. He gives me a quart of the blue and a gallon of the green. Once we got that straightened out I realized he'd given me the lighter color of the green and the darker shade of the blue, ( Read more... )

On the way to my meditation class Wednesday afternoon I stopped to help a woman whose car had run out of gas. I was just about 2 blocks from the shop where the class meets when I saw a woman standing outside her car with the trunk open, waving a gas can imploringly at passing traffic. If there is ever a time when I'm primed to help someone it is ( Read more... )

This is it, kids. The secret of happiness. No, I'm not fooling. Get your pens and write this down.

Being happier requires you to thinking about feeling good, feeling bad, and feeling right, in an atmosphere of growth.

In other words, to be happier, I need to boost my good feelings, put a stop to my bad feelings, and pursue my right feelings, in ( Read more... )

February just isn't my month. Yesterday when I went to leave work for my networking class and my car wouldn't start. Even a jump from a co-worker didn't help. I kind of think it's something with the ignition; when I first turned the key it wouldn't budge, and then when it did it just felt wrong. So anyway, my car won't start ( Read more... )

The local nursery turned out to be closed on Sunday, and I was arsed if I was going to drive over 30 miles on a Sunday just to go to a nursery in Columbus. So new landscaping will have to wait for a time when I can swing by Oakland nursery on the way home ( Read more... )

Edit: I thought about waiting for a while to post these thoughts. I almost feel ashamed at feeling so lucky in my own fortune when so many are so unfortunate. But I decided that with all the heartrending news these days, I might as well make a sunshiney post to even things out.The Katrina tragedy is wearing on me, as it is on many. I am having ( Read more... )

Before July ends there's an entry I've been meaning to write. Two years ago this month I went to my first belly dance class. Finally. I'd been interested in learning how to belly dance for a number of years. I had even gone so far as to sign up for a class once about six or seven years ago. But I had to drop it because the job I had at the time ( Read more... )

I work downtown, next to a major mall. I usually walk over to the food court in the mall and grab takeout for my lunch. Today as I was heading to the escalator down to Mark Pi's Express, I ended up right behind a little family scene. A mother with a stroller, her daughter, who was about six, and an older woman who I assume was the girl's ( Read more... )

I sold the table for $25! Now my dance room as much more room to it! And yes, I've danced in the space ( Read more... )

You know, when it's a Monday morning and you are running late and feeling like an idiot because the container you put the vegetable soup in leaked all over everything in your bookbag, including the clothes you have to wear for class that night, and you're avoiding everyone's gaze because you don't want anyone to see how stupid and miserable you are ( Read more... )