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Two down and ten to go.


Another month has passed, and I’m slowly making progress on my resolutions.  Okay, on some of my resolutions.

To be perfectly honest, I’m finding it difficult to focus on so many things at once.  I started doing better on healthy eating, and stopped remembering to record my Thankfuls.  It sometimes felt like, to concentrate on one area, there had to be some give in another area.

To be even more honest, there are things on this list that don’t require that much time.  So am I just making excuses for the things that I didn’t accomplish?

Well, no.  I’m glad to say – and believe – that I don’t need to make any excuses. continue reading…

Thankfully Moving Forward


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On June 13th, 2011, I introduced the Thankful pages with this metaphor:

“We are so small and seemingly insignificant in the universal pool of life, but every move we make creates a ripple that grows ever wider, reaching out to and crossing paths with our fellow swimmers.  We can float along if we wish.  But to keep moving is to continually create these waves of energy, to continually send something out into the world.  To swim is to move one’s limbs in a purposeful way.  It is also to propel oneself, to move from one location to another, to take yourself to new places.  It is to take yourself further.”

And so I had decided that I was ready to stop treading water; I was ready to swim.  To be more accurate, I was planning to do a great big cannon ball into the deep end and send plenty of awesome waves out into the world.  Then I’d swim with a mighty purpose; I’d propel myself across that pool and intercept some of those same waves that I had sent out.  

I would be Thankful! continue reading…

Why on earth did I dream about Johnny Depp?

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind dreaming about Johnny Depp.  If you have to dream (and you do), there are worse people who could turn up in there.  But for me, it was pretty random.   continue reading…

Just another day at work.

Occasionally, I have to get to take a shift at register.  Generally, I don’t mind, because I like to interact with our customers.  And it can get real interesting up at check-out.  A few days ago, for example, a guy came in looking for a specific kind of cigar.  I say guy.  He looked to be at least 80, but maybe that’s just a result of his lifestyle.

This is an accurate account of our sparkling conversation.  I know because it was so good that I wrote it down right afterwards.  You’re welcome. continue reading…