i wish i was better at living vertically. it is definitely a skill, don't you think? uncle sugar and i want to spend a few years someday living in new york, so we'll hopefully get a chance to someday perfect this skill.
i like anna quindlen's words. they're incredibly simple thoughts, but somehow fly straight to my i've-got-to-remember-this list.
this is my view as i write. i'm serious. i mean, i opened up the patio door so you wouldn't get glare, but this may be the reason for my hazy dazey huh? where am i? wandering style of writing. sunshine in my backyard adds heartbeats to my life.
i think sunshine on my fingers would work just as well.
one more thing. an incredulous uncle sugar was shoveling the snow our proprietary plowed into mountain-piles at the end of our driveway, when an über chilled-out neighbor offered him some unsolicited advice.
you know, pat...i look at things and think 'hey. it could always be worse.'
at this, my husband stopped shoveling. really? because i look at things and think 'hey. it could always be better.'
i like the way uncle sugar thinks.
i know. i know. i ruined it all by telling you uncle sugar's real name. and now you know the name i've tattooed on my right foot. ugh. let's just pretend this never happened, ok? ok. as you were, friends. happy monday. and xoxo.
oh! one more thing. i learned that no matter how many years go by, uncle sugar and i still get all misty at the same super bowl commercial. every year. without fail. dear google, we're smitten. i will never bing again. and what are t.ruffles? mary and i will show you. xoxo. karey m.