I had a dream

Some of my most productive thinking seems to be happening while I'm asleep these days.

First I had a kick-ass, inspirational conversation with my imaginary best friend, Elizabeth Edwards, who shared her secret to resilience -- forgive yourself your past, accept it, and then concentrate on the present. She convinced me that my happy future will come from a focused present.

Then last night I dreamed, strangely enough, of doing floor exercises. Fireplugs*, to be exact. Because of a client conference call I missed my lunchtime workout. But I felt so good in the dream that I made healthier choices at lunch -- egg salad with lots of lettuce from the buffet rather than eggs benedict from the pancake house -- and I have no doubt it will inspire me to work out tonight in front of the TV. I want to feel good again, like I used to, before I became such a moo-cow.

*You know -- you're down on all fours Keeping your right knee bent, you lift it a little off the floor and then lift it to the right without straightening it or changing the level of your hips. Then bring it down slooooowly.

Curious as a Cat

A new meme! I always love a good meme.

Week Number 309 

1) What format did you start listening to music on? Vinyl

2) When was the last time you called in sick to work? Were you actually sick? Friday, January 13. I had a doctor's appointment. Since it was scheduled, I was technically supposed to take it as a personal or vacation day. But that doesn't make sense to me, since if it was a sudden trip it would qualify as a sick day. So I felt completely justified in lying.

3) Would you rather be poor and work at a job you love or be rich and work at a job you hate? I know I should say the former but I think, at this late stage in my career, I'd go for the latter. I'd like to make a lot and then retire.

4) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one. It looks humid, which means my hair probably looks like hell.