A Small World of Happy Conincidences

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True story.

A woman who works in Blair's group  had a birthday last week. Her husband gave her a book, For The Love of Cats, that he'd randomly found and purchased on Amazon. The woman looked at the title page, saw my name and said, "That's Blair's wife!"

 I just find it kind of cool that of all the cat books out there (and trust me... there are a few), this man happened to pick out one that was written by the wife of the guy his wife works with. 

One hundred thousand more small coincidences like that and I'll be a millionaire. ;)

Cheers,

Dena

Change One Habit A Month. This Month: Using Tableware

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I've subscribed to the No Meat Athlete blog by Matt Frazier almost since he started it. It's where I built my knowledge base on how to fuel my body for running while remaining true to my vegetarian roots.

Over the past couple of years, Matt has branched out from what used to be primarily running and vegetarian cooking advice to more overall lifestyle advice. (I use the word "advice" hesitantly, as Matt is very "do what works for you" in  his approach to most everything and "advice" always sounds preachy to me.) I was particularly taken with his most recent post on How I've Begun Changing My Life, One Habit At A Time. 

 

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Mom Diaries: Memorial Day Bathroom Painting

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The "BEFORE" shotAcross the nation today, people will celebrate and honor the fallen and serving members of our military. Some will hold cook outs with family and friends while others slip off to the beach or even enjoy the novelty of a simple hike or walk to reconnect with nature. How, you might ask, will I celebrate this momentous day of recognition?

I'll paint my mom's bathroom. 

Hey--we each do what we can in our own way. Mom has been wanting the room painted for some time--ever since we redid her second bedroom, transforming it from a masculine brown and blue bedroom into what she now calls "The Rose Room." She does her writing and knitting in there and it's her favorite room in the house.The Rose Room

We almost had to twist her arm to pick out the paint color. She kept hemming and hawing, asking if the color was too bright or too this or too that. She kept asking what I thought of it and it took awhile to convince her that (for this one time only) what I thought didn't matter.

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