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Sometimes ya gotta say f*ck it

Posted on August 8, 2008

There is for me a red-faced shame in indulgence, whether it’s buying razors, actually peeing alone, or vanity. The one thing I am absolutely unapologetic about is my joy derived from coffee. Thinking about it, drinking it, making it, smelling it it all just really does it for me. Mornings when I come downstairs and it is already brewing? There are no words, it is Christmas morning at age 7. Days when I make it myself? Almost as magical. The other morning I was preparing to brew some magic and as I turned on the water and held the carafe beneath the flow I yawned. Standing barefoot and blind I grabbed the canister from the cabinet. Turning to set it down I felt more…

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A good life

Posted on August 7, 2008

I’ve read some things lately that have sobered me and made me take stock of very little things that are in fact, very big. Pardon me while I give thanks for:Three extraordinary little girls. An amazing husband. A finished kitchen. Love. Laughter. Health. Family. Friends Joy. My dear friend Anna wrote this morning with worrying news. If you do one thing after you read this, let it be to pray for Anna’s mom and family. If you do two things, pray for Anna’s mom and be grateful for all that you have, warts and all. And, for a bit of of joy, please pop over to Mrs. Chicken’s place. She had her baby and since I can’t deliver a casserole, I’m guest posting over…

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