An old friend of mine recently passed away. Before he died, he told me the best way to be happy is to be grateful. He explained that it’s damn near impossible to be filled with anger when you’re filled with thankfulness.
No blog tonight. I’m still driving down from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan where I spent the weekend camping with friends and foraging for driftwood to use in my restaurant project. Never a dull moment. See you next Sunday. -Em
I sliced through my left index finger with a jigsaw on Friday. (Just another day in the life of a songwriter-turned-construction worker.) I'll be fine, but the bandages make it hard to type. Get set for typos.
Happy Father's Day to all you dads out there! It's going to be a short blog tonight because--this year for Father's Day--my husband asked that I take the kids away for the day. Does that sound heartless?