Thinking Outloud

When I came back from lunch today the last bloom on my purple orchid had fallen. This beautiful botanical has kept watch over my office for nearly 9 months. I've seen each blossom bud and grow and then one by one they have silently fallen. I've been giving myself the whole circle of life pep-talk on repeat. But this is probably the only plant that I haven't killed yet. And now it's gone ahead and died anyway.As I pulled into my garage tonight and passed the communal dumpster I noticed someone had discarded a little wooden chair. It called to me. Instantly I imagined it in a bright new color and topped with a pair of little tippy-toed feet reaching to help me crack an egg. So I picked it up and brought it home. And suddenly I'm feeling a lot better about the circle of life.

Cheers to my so-called bourgeois life

Husband is back from a long stressful business trip. Now that he'll once more be a full-time student he won't be traveling again for a good long while.

And everything will be right in the universe.


Have a most delightful weekend! I'm looking forward to Julie & Julia, a coconut snowie, no alarm clock, a massage, a bridal luncheon, a summer nights stay in Park City, and perhaps even a Sunday afternoon picnic in the park. Too bad it won't be on the island of La Grande Jatte. Ever felt like a figure from a Seurat painting? From a distance everything seems in perfect order, yet there is no shape or form to any one thing. This weekend is about standing back to bring it all into focus. Wish me luck.