an andy but a goodie

proud jaffes

oldies but goodies, plus a sesame seed size McDonald

Friend

my sweet Helena Sweet

2 of the fab sibs

more wi highlights

mom & me & shovels

restorative

I leave the US today after my 15 days and I feel better leaving than I did arriving.
7 beds but all good ones.
Many memories.
Many connections and reconnections.
I came feeling like I wanted to get off the ride.
And I am leaving considering getting back on.
Deeply restorative and feeling healed.
And I'm not just talking about my cold.

so far

• 21 hours from Edinburgh door to Schaumberg hotel door
• Jet lagging with a cold

things I am already grateful for

• the offer of rye as a toast option at the breakfast buffet
• pickles in my virgin bloody mary with lunch
• a cheerful attitude so eager and nice that you would think it fake if you didn't know better from customer service
• Nice Polish immigrant taxi driver who won a Green Card lottery in his 60s
• cold that hurts your teeth and makes your eyes water
• the immediate and plentiful water on the table as soon as you sit down
• the cute young French bellman who just drove me to Target so I could stock up on cold
• supplies, kleenex with lotion and a few sale tops
• the flat screen TV in my room, where I am going to retire now with my Target goods and my jam jams... only to resurface for my coaching class tomorrow morning

Good night America

can't stop

sighing

Is weird, but I catch myself letting out a great big one about every 20 minutes.

It is oddly satisfying and oddly disturbing to sigh so heavily on a sunny Friday.

Sigh.