look who’s a big boy
It is 12:01 on August 7th and that means – it's my birthday! Yay me.
In keeping with my own advice, I'm taking time out today to enjoy friends and to celebrate being alive. Thanks for being part of this previous year with me. I'll see you tomorrow to start the next one…
save yourself
One of my very first posts was entitled "carlotta's wisdom." In it, I shared three of the best pieces of advice I've ever heard or given. If you have not yet read it (or haven't read it in a while), I highly recommend doing so.
In response to yesterday's post, "hitting the wall," Dibby…
hitting the wall
No matter how determined you are to remain positive, everyone has times when we find ourselves burning the candle at both ends, running late for everything, and still feeling like we aren't getting it all done. This past week was just such a week for me. It seemed a good time to…
(extra)ordinary
I live in one of the smallest states, and yet we somehow manage to cram 351 towns and cities into it. I'm no spring chicken, and I still see on the news or hear mention of some little town and say, "Really? That's in Massachusetts? Never heard of it." Then,…
what to say
Chad and I hung out earlier today, working on some projects together. Realizing that we'd completed all we could for one day's work, we decided to get ice cream. (Does it seem like I eat ice cream a lot, or is it just me?)
Instead of heading to the usual chain…
extra-extra
It's surprising how far sharing a peanut butter cup sundae with great people will go toward improving your day.
All right – maybe it's not all that surprising. But I'd still like to tell you about it (you can just act surprised).
Last night, I was sitting in a restaurant, treating myself…
the little things
Inevitably, in social circles, the question arises: If you were on a deserted island and could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?
My answer is simple: a good fruit salad.
When I dine out for breakfast, I will nearly always check to see if fruit salad is offered.…
the new normal
I shared with you earlier this month my colorful history of hair. Alas, hair was not my only colorful history. Still, I don't want to take the walk all the way from one end of Memory Lane to the other (it's a long walk). Instead, I want to briefly mention just one of the…