Ruth Ayres hosts a weekly celebration on her blog. I appreciate this invitation to reflect on the positives of my week.
Cloudy days for a road trip.
Eavesdropping on conversations in coffee shops.
Stacks upon stacks of new books to browse at The Tattered Cover. Books I already knew I wanted and books I met for the first time and took home with me.
New lipsticks with silly names. Baby Lips. Tender Lips.
Free Wifi at the doctor’s office.
Freshly made injera for sale at an Ethiopian market on Colfax.
Colfax in all its wild and unexpected humanity.
Eleven hours of sleep on Thursday night.
A student I hadn’t seen in over 10 years: “Miss E, is that you?!”
My husband’s response after reading the slice I wrote about our son: “Wow, he seems like a normal kid.”
Yearbook, 1985. “To the most eccentric girl I know. PS You should brush your hair more often.”
Jamie Foxx’s impression of Doc Rivers.
Orange poppies blooming all over the yard.
Iris that weren’t the least bit daunted by 13 inches of heavy wet snow.
Mornings alone before anyone else is awake.
My dog’s insane joy when I come home.
A copy of Alexander, a favorite picture book from childhood that I thought was long lost, tucked in the back of a storage cupboard.
My husband’s new nickname for Frances: Puke Meister F.
The words I needed to read in a parenting book.
Comments from readers on my blog.
Escaping to the back staircase to sit and write long after everyone else has gone to sleep.
My son whispering I love you into my neck.
A new day, a chance to do it better.
Puke Meister F, resting up for another round of projectile vomiting
This post was inspired by Carrie Gelson’s Little Appreciations.