The library smelled like fresh bread and melting butter last night. It was kind of wonderful and kind of terrible because you knew you that none of the baked goods were going to make it from your imagination to your stomach. Sigh. The smell did turn my thoughts to the glories of butter, which is…
Good Times with Gustav
Today’s good moments are presented by the letter G for Gustav, my car. I spend a fair amount of time in the car–enough time to feel at home in that space. My drive to work this morning was pretty much business as usual for a while. I was running late, which means arriving just at…
Michael Scott Syndrome
I’m usually decent at filtering what I say, but have recently had a strong desire to try the Michael Scott approach to workplace appropriateness. A patron just told me that I didn’t sound very sure about my answer to her question, and I very nearly said, “Well you don’t look very nice.” Fortunately, Tactful Hannah…
Grab and Go
I made a quick trip to the grocery store during my lunch break today and noticed that there’s a “Grab and Go” section near the cash registers. It’s always fun to look at sections like that to see what people need to buy the most often. It was a short list: milk, cereal in individual…
Latte-colored Stubborn Streak
My most recent wall color choices might have been a little bit iffy. I was trying to find a sophisticated way to put purple and blue together for my roomie who likes both of those colors. It turns out that if you’re using pale colors for a room that doesn’t get a lot of natural…
High School, Part 2
Do you remember your high school dances? Maybe you were a huge fan of them. The process of getting dressed up, finding the perfect date, dancing with friends and talking about all of that later was possibly a really fun way to spend time. I just wasn’t one of those kids in high school. Something…
Dead Presidents, I thank you!
Presidents’ Day weekend couldn’t come at a better time. I did in fact have an extremely flaky week. I decided to embrace the flakes instead of resisting them. Not one or two, but three significant events got knocked off ye ol’ schedule, and it was bliss. Now I have three days to enjoy nothing but…
Small, but valuable. 