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Random 5 Monday ~ Bourdain, Beaches and Ducks

It’s Monday and it’s time for some random thoughts from the ever-swirling mind of yours truly.  Ready?  No.  Well get set, let’s go!

1 ) Still reeling over the loss of Anthony Bourdain.   I’m not even a foodie.  And I wanted to be one … watching him.  I wanted to walk into his kitchen, sit at his table,  have him flirt outrageously with me, tell a clever joke and have him lean in for the punch line.   Young, middle-aged, older – there was something about him that drew us in.   And kept us there.  This blogger sums up our loss beautifully –    #LOSS.

I hope he has peace now. 😦

2 ) Last week I took a couple of days off ~ I was, once again, up against the deadline.  Time to use vacation days.  Darn.   Thursday I packed tea, sunblock, my books and a beach chair and drove myself to Lake Michigan.  A place where stress does not thrive.  I read for hours, enjoyed other people’s children, watched a wedding, dug my toes in the sand and came home with beach hair & freckles.  And yes, I aim to repeat this many times over the summer.  #SUMMERGOALS.

~~~ ahhh ~~~
An Emjayandthem(C) Photo

3 )  The days are longer now that summer is officially here.  Celebrating my birthday I reflected on changes.  Much much stays the same ~ the work load, schedule, and expectations.  But I’ve changed – I’m a bit easier on myself than I used to be.   I’ve said “no” to others so I can say “yes” to me. I’ve slowed down. I’ve leaned in.   I’ve savored.  There’s a shift and I like it.  #SELF-CARE

4 )  Something I’ve realized – getting older – is that I’m a lot like Mom:  I don’t mind time alone, I crave it.  I get a little bit cranky with too many people and too much noise.   Yes I enjoy good conversation, music and such but I can – and will – easily spend days by myself.    A few nights back I imagined taking a week off and never leaving the house.   I found myself day-dreaming of how that would go:

  • Sleep
  • Read
  • Putter outside
  • Read
  • Write
  • Chat on the phone / visit with Hubbs
  • Sing/dance to music
  • Read
  • Putter outside
  • Read
  • Exercise/stretch
  • Sleep

I even had a fantasy food list ready.  It came to me immediately and goes something like this:

  • Strong coffee with cream
  • Grilled anything & Fresh veggies
  • Strawberries and watermelon
  • Iced Tea
  • Bacon & eggs
  • Fajitas
  • Avocados
  • Chinese Coleslaw
  • Margaritas and Fresh Limes

I realized that this exercise was really me manifesting my summer “wish list.”  Yep, time to book more days off.  #SUMMERGOALS

5 ) Saw two ducks on my walk earlier tonight … made me think of this:




Your turn:

  • Did a celebrity death ever leave you reeling?  (recent or not)
  • Are you making a summer wish list, too?
  • Got any bread?



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A baker’s dozen

Toast and Jam anyone?

Two bloggers inspired this post: they are MJ Monaghan’s and his 27 Possibly Interesting things about me  and Darla’s “about the Maineiac” over at She’s a Maineiac.  Well written and and hilarious, their musings made me laugh out loud and and think long and hard about what I’d choose to share if I did.  And then I did.  For more please consider visiting the links above; I promise it’s worth the read. 🙂

On that note, I give you my Baker’s Dozen:  i.e. 13 pieces not 12.  More about the history of the Baker’s Dozen here.

  1. When I started school I was a left-handed curly-haired little girl;  teachers made me switch to right-handed.  I stuttered then and still do if I’m tired or nervous. I still have curly hair.  Some things cannot be forced out of us.

    I'm glad grand-daughter MJ has my curls & someone in her life who understands them!

  2. Singing in a cover band helped me pay for college. Don’t tell anyone but I would have done it for free.

    rockin the 80s hairdo as the "singer in the band"

  3. Speaking of, most of what I learned there has nothing to do with what I actually know or do.
  4. I hear people.  About a year after my Dad passed, my cousin Kirk died unexpectedly.  Before I “heard” the news, I knew: I was cleaning my closet and heard Dad’s voice (in my right ear) quietly say, “Oh … Kirk’s here.”  And that night, I got the phone call informing me of his death.  It was comforting to have advance notice and to know there’s definitely a welcoming committee upon arrival.

    Thanks for the heads-up, Dad

  5. My eyes used to be blue, but are green now. How does that happen?

    yep .. definitely green now

  6. Breakfast is my favorite meal because 3 of my favorite scents happen then: coffee, toast and bacon. Mm mm.

    .. mouth-watering-goodness .. (

  7. I give great credence to my intuitive self.  The only times I’ve gotten into trouble is when I’ve ignored it.

    ..:: so true ::..

  8. I’m patriotic.  I still think there’s more that’s right with this country than there is wrong.  You can think otherwise if you wish, but I don’t care to debate it.

    A day I'll never forget: the day I became a citizen!

  9. My earliest memories involve animals, especially horses.  Dad used to clean the barns with Tony and Bruce, a team of Belgian draught horses,and he’d let me and my sister climb up and hold onto their neck collars as he drove them. Lumbering to the field on their monstrous shoulders made us feel like we were on top of the world’s highest rocking chairs.

    The famed Budweiser Clydesdales; Imagine being 5 and being up on those shoulders!

  10. As much as I love to talk with and be around others, I also relish being alone and remaining quiet.

    I can find beauty out here

  11. I don’t believe being related gives you the right to be hurtful. My parents always told us “don’t save your best manners for strangers.” There’s nothing admirable about being brutally honest if all someone remembers about you is …..that you were brutal.


  12. The Library is one of my favorite places to visit.  I love the “shhhs,” the smell of the books and all the nooks and crannies in which to hide away and read. I’ll probably never have an e-reader.

    image from

  13. My favorite quote of all time is this one: “To thine own self be true.” Know who you are and own it. And if you don’t know who you are and what you stand for, find out.

    ..:: read it ... learned it ... living it ::..

Will you consider sharing your “Baker’s Dozen” with me?

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