Unlikely Hero

Despite the traffic, despite the day, despite the week, I smiled and laughed almost the whole way home yesterday in the car listening to Tom Waits on NPR. I usually listen to books on CD, but am waiting for one to come in on hold, and I would have missed it. I also heard Kiran Desai on Monday and now must go and read The Inheritance of Loss. She sounds lovely.

Looking at a four day weekend, potential unfurling, but not many plans. Tim and I are going to prepare a Thanksgiving dinner of side dishes for ourselves. Including persimmon pudding, one of our favorites.

This year I am thankful for many things, but always topping the list is family and friends. Some are close, some are far, but without all of you I couldn’t do any of it. Emails, phone calls, hugs, random text messages…they all keep me going and make every day sparkle a little bit. Thank you.

Doing What You Love

What would it take for you to actually do what you love…for a living? What forces would have to align? Would this actually be feasible? Would you still love doing whatever it is that hangs out in your dreams if you had to do it, for you know, money.

Why do so many of us work in jobs that we like, and are possibly even really good at, but are quite frankly, sort of soul sucking? And I don’t mean that I am woefully unhappy, there are many bright spots in every day. But generally….theoretically….not me in particular. Think if you can see yourself, doing what you do now, say 20 years from now?

On the bright side, actual fall weather is here and it is lovely!

The Returns

I don’t remember whose idea it was. In 1992 on a snowy November morning , Dad and I drove to an airplane hangar at the old Stapleton airport at about 4am to see Bill Clinton speak on his last whirlwind tour the day preceding and of the elections. He was late. We waited. And waited…but it was worth it. I was excited about the election and I wasn’t even old enough to vote. But maybe because I wasn’t old enough to vote, I was pretty self righteous at 17 and thought that a vote could change the world. And even though I couldn’t vote in that election, I felt part of the process.
Fast forward a few years and though I an a regular voter am sort of jaded about the whole election process. Especially 2000. But yesterday was exciting all over again. Well, I guess not really here in Texas, but in other parts of the country. It can make a difference, and will.

So, sarahstim.com went down and is pretty much back up in its retro glory. This is the first design dating from maybe 2001? I can’t remember exactly when. I have updated my book page (I know you were all really waiting for that), and we added some photos from the botanic gardens and a wedding Tim went to in IN earlier in October.

We saw Social Distortion recently, which was really fun. We rarely get out to concerts anymore…and that was a good one. I don’t know if the movie I want to see has come and gone, or not released yet. Also? Why are movie websites so terrible? I mean really.

I need to set a regular blog schedule because the new job and new traffic is kicking my ass. But I’ll be back. But not in a second term Arnold way. Really.