1. The Zombies, Run! app has to be the most fun C25K (Couch to 5K) app ever. Armband + earbuds + this app = me having fun running for the first time in my life.
2. Kale chips don’t save well overnight. Eat them immediately out of the oven. You’ll be happy.
3. A trip to the library is the equivalent of me climbing into a Delorian with a flux capacitor. I’m not making a statement about books being antiquated; I’m saying that being among gobs of paper covered with cardboard reminds me that once I was a bookworm, and I still like books very much. Dear Books, Will you be my friend again? Check yes or no.
4. There seems to be nothing more the neurologist can do for me right now. He’s run all the tests he finds appropriate, and his parting words were pretty much, “Well, you seem to be getting better. See you in 6 months.” He’s a good doctor, and I think maybe what’s going on with me isn’t going to be addressed by his field. I doubt I’ll go back unless something drastic changes.
5. My kids are so full of grace toward me. At the same bedtime in which I’m kicking myself for being a sorry, impatient, selfish mom, my kids are thanking God for me in their prayers and snuggling up to me. The way they love me so fully in spite of my failures reminds me of the verse that says, “His kindness leads us to repentance.” You can’t help but want to be better when you’re the recipient of such an undeserved gift.
6. People are so weird when it comes to ceremonies these days. We complain if it’s too long, we complain if it’s too short. Some people wouldn’t mind if it didn’t happen at all, because “it doesn’t change anything,” even though others would pay more than $1000 to suffer in coach for 15 hours just to attend. Some of us get dressed up in our best duds just to show up and chat with a neighbor the whole time. We are weird, y’all. (I still think they’re important.)