Sticking to the Point

It's Friday Love #105

Photo booth Friday. Otto's Shrunken Head, NYC.
The last of my strips with Nicole. Time for some booth-in' and it's always better when I'm not alone. Yes, that's a hint. And all you party peeps heading to SF in July, get ready for some boothy love.

The little stuff.

• Embarrassingly, I'm new to Greek yogurt. With a ridiculous amount of protein, I may have uncovered my super food.
• It's official. My derby league has merged with another derby league. Much closer, (5 miles vs. 30), and hopefully with us in the mix, much better.
• My poor camera is in the shop, received by Nikon early this week. I sent a very detailed letter. The updates show a very different problem found. Covered by warranty, I felt hopeful, until the latest update: Parts hold is not encouraging.
• As a diversion, I got my hands on some Polaroid film.

• The divine Miss A. Mother's Day deliciousness from my girl. This is my card,

and this is the coupon book,

good for:

packing my backpack

kisses

brushing my hair

hugs

being nice

Wellness Wednesday :: no. 77

Last summer when I wrote the list, no. 77 was a wish item; one of the things you really hope to get done, but you're not certain.

Crossing this off the list less than a year later, is titillating.

When people notice, I'm not modest.  Just delighted.

lalalalala

This is my brain when I sit down to write here.

I want to write and say hello.

So much is going on.

But then I sit down here and I start to write,

and the words on the screen feel flat.

Because a full life, isn't always the most interesting spelled out.

And just because there isn't drama or intensity, doesn't mean it isn't good.

Until now, I didn't get that.

That the sparkle and flair can come from simplicity.

The beauty in that, makes me weepy.

That this is enough is remarkable.

I am content.