Friday, September 30, 2011

Write It Down

That's the first step to getting it done.


Thursday, September 29, 2011

Find Your Motivation

I know the marketing team at Kaiser isn't actually creating commercials just for me. But I kind of feel like they are.

PS: A tiny post about the next months is up over at Tired & Stuck.


Wednesday, September 28, 2011


Sheila and I are scheming the next three months.
Today she texts me: "I think we should break our goals down to 30-day challenges! 3 months, 3 goals!"
I respond: "Honestly, I think I need daily and weekly goals."
Except my response was accidentally sent to my hairdresser, who had just texted me to confirm tomorrow's haircut. Nothing like letting people know you need a lot of help.


Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Oct 1

The last quarter of the year begins Saturday. That leaves 13 weeks until 2012. Just thought you would want to know.


Monday, September 26, 2011


If I learned Spanish, I would have twice as many channels to watch.
No guarantee the selection would be any better. 


Sunday, September 25, 2011

Sunday Dinner

One of my favorite traditions is Sunday dinner at my parents’ house.

It’s the one meal each week that guarantees John and I will consume home-cooked food, plus everything my mom makes is delicious.

And, we get two desserts. First, the cookie course, which is like an appetizer for the real dessert. (Tonight, we ate small pieces of dark chocolate with our wine, but usually we eat cookies.) Then we have dessert. For the last two weeks, my mom has made homemade cake. Homemade cake!

Tonight it was Schiacciata Alla Fiorentina (AKA: really yummy orange cake) with fresh whipped cream, a choice of vanilla or coffee ice cream and a choice of Caravella Limoncello, Caravella Orangecello or Grand Marnier.

I’m telling you, Sunday dinner at my parents’ house is the place to be. I would totally invite you over, but I don’t want to share.


Saturday, September 24, 2011


We're cleaning. Translation: Everything looks a million times messier than usual. (And really, that's saying something.)


Friday, September 23, 2011


You can't have champagne with dessert every night. But some days you can. And on those days, you absolutely should.


Thursday, September 22, 2011

The Opposite of Worry

"You can tell the size of your God by looking at the size of your worry list. The longer your list, the smaller your God."  
~Author Unknown 

My God is bigger than the sky. So, I want to make sure my worry list is smaller than a grain of sand.

PS: Thanks, Kaec, for the quote! xo!


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Zombie Love

Remember the Zombie Prom? Here's the visual version of our nephew's proposal.


Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Find Your Thing

So commercials aren't usually my favorite, but this one speaks to me. It's time we find our thing and not just when it comes to exercise.


Monday, September 19, 2011


Each day. Every day. 1440 minutes. No more. No less. Yet, some get so much more done than me. I want their secrets.


Sunday, September 18, 2011


This Gospel can be interpreted many different ways. This morning I was thinking about how it relates to fairness, specifically about how fair God is in his love for us. God does not have favorites. He love each of us the same ~ which is to say he loves each of us very, very much.

Matthew 20: 1-16
Jesus told his disciples this parable:

"The kingdom of heaven is like a landowner
who went out at dawn to hire laborers for his vineyard.
After agreeing with them for the usual daily wage,
he sent them into his vineyard.
Going out about nine o'clock,
the landowner saw others standing idle in the marketplace,
and he said to them, 'You too go into my vineyard,
and I will give you what is just.'
So they went off.
And he went out again around noon,
and around three o'clock, and did likewise.
Going out about five o'clock,
the landowner found others standing around, and said to them,
'Why do you stand here idle all day?'
They answered, 'Because no one has hired us.'
He said to them, 'You too go into my vineyard.'
When it was evening the owner of the vineyard said to his foreman,
'Summon the laborers and give them their pay,
beginning with the last and ending with the first.'
When those who had started about five o'clock came,
each received the usual daily wage.
So when the first came, they thought that they would receive more,
but each of them also got the usual wage.
And on receiving it they grumbled against the landowner, saying,
'These last ones worked only one hour,
and you have made them equal to us,
who bore the day's burden and the heat.'
He said to one of them in reply,
'My friend, I am not cheating you.
Did you not agree with me for the usual daily wage?
Take what is yours and go.
What if I wish to give this last one the same as you?
Or am I not free to do as I wish with my own money?
Are you envious because I am generous?'
Thus, the last will be first, and the first will be last."


Saturday, September 17, 2011

Two Poems

These two poems were read at a wedding I attended today, and I don't believe I had heard either of them before. I love poetry, and I especially love poetry about love.

Seed Market
Can you find another market like this?
Where, with your one rose
you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?
Where, for one seed you get a whole wilderness?
For one weak breath, the divine wind?
You have been fearful of being absorbed
in the ground, or drawn up by the air.
Now your waterbead lets go
and drops into the ocean, where it came from.
This giving up is not a repenting.
It is a deep honoring of yourself.
When the ocean comes to you as a lover,
marry, at once, quickly for God's sake.
Don't postpone it. Existence has no better gift.
No amount of searching will find this.
A perfect falcon, for no reason,
has landed on your shoulder, and become yours.

From First Poems
Understand, I'll slip quietly
Away from the noisy crowd
When I see the pale
Stars rising, blooming over the oaks.
I'll pursue solitary pathways
Through the pale twilit meadows,
With only this one dream:
You come too.
~Rainer Maria Rilke


Friday, September 16, 2011


I heard an idea this week that stole my heart: Pretend your life is a silent movie. Don't listen to what you think. Don't listen to what you say. The thoughts, the words ~ they get in the way. Instead, watch the movie of your life ~ your daily life, your routines, your rituals. Without the soundtrack, what does the action of your life say about who you are, what you want, what you believe and where you are going?


Thursday, September 15, 2011

Catch Up

I'm back. I was actually back on Sunday, but I hid out from the Internet because I've been in a bad mood. I wrote about it at Tired & Stuck. The good news is I'm starting to feel sane.

While I was gone, John and I visited the Beehive State. That's right, Utah. We have family there. If you can believe it, we have nephews who are 26 and 22 years old. They are amazing, and so are their parents. It was a great visit.

That said, I can't imagine many Italians live in Utah. You can't buy wine at the grocery store. You can't buy anything with more than 4% alcohol content without going to a state-run liquor store.

The state-run store sells wine but not bottle openers. Big Lots sells bottle openers, which seems like an odd accessory for a store that can't sell wine. But whatever, we know how to problem solve.

We stayed at the Grand America ~ a hotel so beautiful I'd like to live there. We visited the Mormon Temple and the Catholic Cathedral.

We went to our first ever Zombie Prom, where our 26-year-old nephew, Justin, proposed to his lovely girlfriend, Amber. He got down on one knee and said, "In front of God and all these zombies, will you marry me." It was definitely the highlight of the trip.

We also visited Park City, home to the Sundance Film Festival. And we got to hang out at the Delta Sky Club before flying home on September 11th.

I was bummed I didn't have anything patriotic to wear on the plane. It was the second time in 10 years John and I have flown on September 11th. We spent the rest of the day watching the memorial coverage and crying. Even in the midst of such immense tragedy and evil, people gave of themselves completely. Human beings amaze me.


Wednesday, September 7, 2011


Two things affect my happiness ~ my circumstances and how I view them. The second greatly outweighs the first.

PS: I'll be offline for the next week or so.  


Tuesday, September 6, 2011


I'm turning the house upside down looking for some important papers. I've looked in all the logical locations. Clearly, logic does not live here. I've also checked a bunch of random, crazy, illogical places. And I've rechecked both the logical and illogical spots where the the missing important papers might be hiding. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.


Monday, September 5, 2011

Reality TV

Must be the biggest time suck on earth. Thankfully, I only have access to a remarkably wide arrange of mind poisoning television shows at my parents' house. Otherwise, I might need a 12-step program.


Sunday, September 4, 2011

Labor Day

This morning the priest at our parish reminded us that human beings find joy and purpose in work, in the act of creating and inventing and doing. However, we were not made for work the way a machine is made to perform a certain task, but rather work was made for us.
It's important to keep that straight.


Saturday, September 3, 2011

Family Wedding

The music was loud and fast and young, like what you hear in clubs. I saw my grandfather sitting by himself staring at the dance floor.
"Hi, Grandpa. You doing OK?"
"Oh, yes. I'm just daydreaming. I love this crazy music. What do they call it? The rap. I love it!"
I wasn't the only one who noticed him sitting alone. He also told my dad, my sister and my cousin how much he loved the music when each one interrupted his daydream.


Friday, September 2, 2011


Usually I see the flowers. Sometimes I only see the weeds.


Thursday, September 1, 2011

Pretty Social Media

Most poetic six words of the day:
"Be busy with what thrills you." ~Tara Gentile
I saw it on Twitter. Beauty everywhere.


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