Dear God,

Thank you for loving me
in spite of me.

Sleep.

I need.

Giddy.

I like the word "giddy" because I think the way the word looks perfectly describes the feeling.
The loops and curves.
I haven't felt that silly junior-high-school girly giddiness in a while.
It's kind of fun.

Meet Me In St. Louis

I'm not exactly sure what there is to do or see in St. Louis besides the arch, but I look forward to exploring. If all else fails, there's always television at the hotel. (It's a luxury when one does not have one at home.)

It'll be interesting/awkward to hang out with the people I work with. I don't mind the people at my office, but we're going with people from the other agencies too. JJ's goal is to get them drunk, so they'll all get along better.

Hopefully, I'll get to attend a few interesting workshops, rest a bit and enjoy watching work people having fun.

Studio 14

It's been fun going to thrift stores searching for pieces of furniture, flower vases, tea cups, etc. I can't wait to start my little garden. There's something quite soothing about gardening; I especially enjoy patting down the moist and cold soil. 

I feel relaxed, at peace and simply comfortable when I walk into my place. It's small, yet cozy and perfect for me. Plus, now I'm just across the street from Whole Foods, two blocks from Trader Joe's, three blocks from my yoga studio and still close to my favorite bookstore. 

I feel incredibly grateful. 

"Drill, baby, drill!"

I'm "darn right" speechless.

Maureen Dowd's Op-Ed piece about Paul Newman