
Instructions for living a life:
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
from Mary Oliver's poem Sometimes
(Mary Oliver, 1935 - )
"I didn't get your book proposal," my sister messaged and I received on my new iPod Touch.
"Sorry. I pulled up your email address. Just forgot to do anything with it. Where IS my mind?"
Where indeed. This is a "day off" and already I am behind. Sore from a night of trying out a foam mattress at the same sister's house, I have driven my car to the auto shop where repairs were completed after a fender bender, but an oversight on the door lock needs attention. I have visited two grocery stores (feeling a bit like an old lady in a nightgown as I dressed by pulling a knit sleeveless dress over my head, ran a brush through my hair, and slipped on stretched out black flats that slap the floor when I walk) finding all three ingredients for meatball appetizers (read frozen meatballs, grape jelly, and chili sauce) I am crockpotting for a swim party tonight. Did I mention that this is the first day in weeks that we will have rain? Read More