Roses

So I'm trying out a new template. It's not quite what I'd hoped for, but will do for now as I am beyond technically challenged and it took me 45 minutes today to figure out how to make the top blue and put a picture on the side of the page. Definitely not simple.

So often we hear the phrase, "stop and smell the roses." If we're the one saying it, chances are we probably aren't all that stressed. On the other hand, if it's being cheerily said to us by someone who seems to have all aspects of their lives in order, we're much less receptive to the idea. I started thinking today of all the things I enjoy, so here are a few of the current roses that I'd like to stop and smell if only I can make some time for them.

Claude Monet: Chemin dans les bles a pourville is gracing the right hand side of my poor mangled template. I've realized I love a lot of Monet's work recently, especially the seaside images (they remind me of vacations at the Cape when I was younger and future escapes to France with Bryan).

Knitting/Crocheting Baby Blankets: Whether for Project Linus, or my pregnant classmate, I'll never grow tired of it. There's just something so soothing about relaxing on the couch and making something by hand.

Sophia Coppola: Despite scarily slow-paced Lost in Translation, I loved Marie Antoinette.

Ben and Jerry's Oatmeal Cookie Dough Ice Cream: Delicious alternate to traditional cookie dough, and there can never be too many chunks of dough in the ice cream.

So that's a small list anyway.

Thumbs up to: Bryan for agreeing to go to Late for the Train with me more times than we should.

Give the ax to: water polo team members who swim in your lane with bad lane etiquette. (Off topic? Yes, but it's on my mind since I was just swimming with the pesky rascals a few hours ago.)