- A sackful of Gelly Roll pens from Cheap Joes
- Large, lined Post-Its in a pretty color
- Business card-sized cardstock
- Anthropologie dishes in a range of colors
- Decorative, unusual silverware
- Soup spoons
- Pretty paper straws
- New couch tray
- A new dress for every theatre outing
- Wooden salad bowl and utensils
- Salad spinner
- Sea salt
- Planners for mood tracking and tasks
- Silvertone aquamarine ring
- Small, colorful rubber bands
- Sewing tape measure
- Big mug bowls
- Sturdy watercolor paper for collages
- A bike
- Laptop
- Large album for design book 2
- Julep Maven subscription
- Fine glitter in gold and champagne
- Sequins
- Fit Bit
- Stila Body palette
Inspiring lists, sparkling reads, and quirky musings from a writer~reader~wife~mama~advocate who wants to seek, create, and savor life's sweet bits.
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Ongoing Wish List.
I've started keeping an ongoing wish list in the back of my journal. When I finish a journal, I copy the list in my new journal. I find that I forget what I want, and having a list is also a great reference for the "What do you want for ____?" question. I think my list is kind of funny, ranging from little things that I'd just like to have to completely unrealistic wishes.
Thursday, July 2, 2015
The Jewel.
"I held the jewel of my childhood up to my eye...."
~Neil Gifford
This caught my attention, and I wondered what it meant. I guess it means letting one's loveliest or best memories influence one's perception of the present...or the present self.
I think about playing Harriet the Spy when I was eleven. I took a notebook everywhere. That was kind of my precursor to Natalie Goldberg, queen of constant freewriting, of write everything down, of The Notebook. So I often feel that I ought to be writing something down, huddled on the edge of events and places, eyes wide open and hand moving rapidly across the lines.
I also remember my reading self--my eagerness to check out library books, Mom's quick and wholly absorbed journey through a stack of hardcovers, my tastes of romance and horror through certain special edition Babysitter's Club books, my grandfather buying me a Nancy Drew book for the flight home.
So I guess I look at myself and my life through that jewel: Do I write like that? Do I read like that?
What jewel do you hold up?
~Neil Gifford
This caught my attention, and I wondered what it meant. I guess it means letting one's loveliest or best memories influence one's perception of the present...or the present self.
I think about playing Harriet the Spy when I was eleven. I took a notebook everywhere. That was kind of my precursor to Natalie Goldberg, queen of constant freewriting, of write everything down, of The Notebook. So I often feel that I ought to be writing something down, huddled on the edge of events and places, eyes wide open and hand moving rapidly across the lines.
I also remember my reading self--my eagerness to check out library books, Mom's quick and wholly absorbed journey through a stack of hardcovers, my tastes of romance and horror through certain special edition Babysitter's Club books, my grandfather buying me a Nancy Drew book for the flight home.
So I guess I look at myself and my life through that jewel: Do I write like that? Do I read like that?
What jewel do you hold up?
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