Love is always bestowed as a gift — freely, willingly, and without expectation. We don’t love to be loved; we love to love.
Leo F. Buscaglia
February, 2010
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Feb 10
Love Notes and the Narcissist
I stepped out of the shower this morning, head full of what to make for dinner; are they on track for home schooling; did I figure the taxes correctly; gotta order some firewood …. And I found this on the bathroom floor — a love note from Jenny. Sweet words sung to the tune of ‘Clementine’. It doesn’t get much better than that. Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Life Moves Fast
Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop to look around once in awhile you could miss it.
Matthew Broderick as Ferris Buller
16
Feb 10
More On Distractions…
I got distracted by these plump little fairy godmothers. Jenny set them up for Rita, and I fell in love with their sweetness. Continue reading →
16
Feb 10
Distraction as a Means of Survival
We are not going anywhere tonight. No one is coming over. I’m going to cook a simple dinner. We have planned not to make plans. Continue reading →
14
Feb 10
Be Your Own Valentine
I was going to work on my taxes today. I was going to try to unclog my bathroom sink. I played all day yesterday, so I’m feeling like I’m supposed to be productive and accomplish something today. (As if spending a wonderful day enjoying the company of my kids isn’t productive.) Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Relaxation
Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are.
Chinese proverb (via Amy Oscar)
13
Feb 10
Narcissism Pisses Me Off
Today we skied like we could be Olympic contenders – in our dreams. We laughed, inhaled fresh mountain air, and got that really good tired. Then we came home and made fajitas, sat by the fire and watched amazing athletes compete on T.V. Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Come And Tell Me Why Yer Leavin’ Me
The first time I set foot in our little house, I got teary. Granted, I wasn’t very emotionally stable at the time. I had decided to leave my husband. I had been living at my mom’s for a couple months. I had to get my kids settled, and the weight of the transition was heavy on me. The realtor unlocked the maroon door and we stepped into the open living room/dining room area. I took one look at the wood stove, glanced at the dark red walls in the kitchen, and I knew it would be our home. Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Narcissism and Lack of Awareness
I am writing at the purple table. I reach for a sip of coffee and kick the cat. Continue reading →
