Tagged: goodthings

A long time ago, I learned my lesson the hard way when it comes to regularly scheduled dentist visits, when a years-long hiatus resulted in the most intense stabbing pain I’ve ever experienced, aside from labor. So bad that on the way to the emergency dentist for some painkillers to get me through until my regular toothman could see me, I literally stopped the car and smacked my jaw into the driver’s side window for a minute because I couldn’t focus and it wouldn’t stop and I needed to give my mind something ELSE to think about so I could...

1) Watch the sunshine sparkle off the snow 2) Find out in a salary discussion with your boss that you are getting a very respectable raise! 3) Eat an excellent sushi dinner 4) Be given a gift at the monthly meeting from the board and members of your women’s club for your dedication and service over the past 7 years. I should give up my board position more often! 😀 5) Bring home 12 bags of different kinds of Christmas cookies from the cookie exchange 6) Go to bed at a decent hour and get a good night’s sleep

The last thing on my self-imposed list of things to get done this weekend is design and print Martin’s birthday party invitations, and I’m rapidly running out of time, so this might be a short post. I feel like running up and down the steps of a museum in Philadelphia with my clenched fists raised in victory over my head. Excuse me for a moment while I digress in disgust: I just went to google a photo of Rocky to link to in that sentence and found an article about tourists at the Philadelpha Museum of Art that said this:...

jet fuel long-distance cabling microelectronics backrubs language family ties lenses hearty laughter bread commitment contentment generosity embraces sleeping in good graphic design throat muscles printing presses debit cards paychecks candlelight anticipation hot showers speed recording devices adhesives willpower girlfriends good luck medical advancements paintbrushes beauty decks of cards potatoes ice water kindred spirits spontaneity grammar memories trees hospitality The Best of All Big Birthday Wishes (a little belated) to gnostraeh!

I opened the back door and beheld my husband, mop in hand, bucket at the ready, rugs and paraphernalia up off the floor, preparing to scrub. “Mmmm…” I said, “there’s nothing sexier than a man with a mop!” Deadpan, Anders answered, “Are you referring to my hair?” Friday was a halfday, due to Alla Helgonsafton and I had left the office just after one o’clock to speed home and help finish grocery shopping and getting the house ready for our dinner party, to find that during the morning, he had dusted and vacuumed and was now finishing up with the...