Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Crimes to the Third Degree.
Just random good stuff. None of it on its own is particularly exciting, but thereâ€™s a flow to all of it together thatâ€™s rather nice.
My hairâ€™s getting thick again. This is good, after I shed like a Lassie-Dog during the last stressful years of marriage. Itâ€™s currently burgundy, too, though I might consider going darkest brown next week. Havenâ€™t decided yet.
The lighter energy in the house after an evening of smudging.
The incredible dinner that Aislinn cooked tonight.
Vickiâ€™s phone call from the hospital to let me know sheâ€™s doing fine.
A spiritual gathering with â€œhigh frequency friendsâ€ and just sitting in that buzz of energy and feeling…hmmm…very high and relaxed.
Recording a chapter of a new book on my digital recorder.
The sunshine and breezes waiting just for me when I escape my office at lunch.
Coordinating my Daytona trip.
The long walk with Shannon.
Dannyâ€™s sweet tea.
Information on a week-long class in Deland, Florida, that looks very tasty.
Winning a Danielle Dax CD on eBay.
Gazing at the turquoise water as I crossed the Destin bridge, coming back from Gulf Breeze.
Downloading 19 Abney Park songs, including their cover of â€œWhite Wedding.â€
My green sparkly ballet slippers.
A new electric hedge trimmer.
A brief discussion with writer-pals about long-term relationships that are happy and that they do exist and Barbaraâ€™s comment that the feeling that everyone is screwed up is normal for this particular stretch of life and that itâ€™ll pass.
Talking to a fairly young man today whose wife has Alzheimerâ€™s, that itâ€™s progressing, and being very touched by his devotion to her, and realizing that yeah, Barbaraâ€™s right.