(04) April

I may have forgotten to water the mint plant I just bought, which wouldn't be the first time I've forgotten to water a mint plant. Or do a lot of things.

I sliced my thumb today. It wasn't the worst injury one could sustain but it was such a pain - literally and figuratively - that it deserved its own word.

Fun is underrated and often over-hyped. Somewhere between rollicking birthday parties and mundane Tuesday evenings, it sits there, unassumingly just waiting to be recognized.

This post is part of my 2022 Word Project. You can read what that's about here. Monday, April 17, 2023 9:13pm Today I finished reading a book that my nephew Andrew bought me for Christmas. He's a pretty spectacular kid. Pretty sure since he could point and say "that" he has been buying me gifts. Not just gifts but things that actually demonstrate a thought process. We don't see each other much, but somehow he knows stuff about me. A few years ago it was a yoga mat. Then it was an herb garden starter kit. You might think my brother prompts him, but he doesn't. He lets Andrew make his own choices, which is quite spectacular in itself. Anyway, this year Andrew sent me a book called The Secret Life Of Sunflowers. Why? Because he knows I like sunflowers. He bought Ralph Zen And The Art Of Motorcycle Maintenance because he knows Ralph likes the Buddhist stuff. Did I mention he's spectacular? Naturally I read the book. I didn't even read the blurb on the back, just trusted in the brilliance of my nephew. Turns out it was historical fiction about how Vincent Van Gogh's sister-in-law was basically responsible for his posthumous fame. I quite enjoyed it, and even learned a few things I didn't know, like the fact that Vincent Van Gogh's sister-in-law was basically responsible for his posthumous fame. Those are the best books, the ones that inspire you to keep learning after you put it down,…

I've always liked jigsaw puzzles, even long before Covid turned everyone into a puzzler. So Ralph keeps finding new ways to challenge me.

I wanted to refinish a whiskey barrel and call it art, so we acquired one from a local distillery. It may not have gone as I imagined.

Some days it seems like everything is out to get me. From the kitchen cabinets to the lightbulb. Today it was a can of tomatoes.

My back has gone out on more than one occasion. The last one was a doozie. But I figured out how to combat it. Now I just need to remember to follow my own advice. Today is a pep talk to me.

Getting healthy is one thing. Staying there is another. When I get off track, it's always nice to find my groove again.

After a several month long hiatus, I'm back to walking at my desk. Every part of me is in rebellion, but it feels great.