There is a Blog I check every day, almost without fail. The author, while someone I do not know all that well in real life, lives quite familiar with me in Webville. I know when she is happy or pissy* (one of her favorite adjectives) or when she doesn't feel much like writing. Some of my favorite blogs are her lists of random things or thoughts. Something like ... Things Currently on My Kitchen Counter Top: vase of red roses, cold mug of morning tea, clipped bag of tortilla chips from Costco, rent check from the tenants of my mother's condo, calendar, bowl of moldy grapes, container of crunchy sugar cookies, made by yours truly, etc. Only when she makes a list, she numbers the items and you find yourself following eagerly down the column to see what is next. Its quite the catch.

She leads a very interesting life. I marvel at the plates she spins. Not the drive the kids to fourteen athletic practices, host dinner parties for hubby's clients, work-out at the gym 5X a week, kind of life but a life with a different meter. She rides a bike, keeps bees, writes poetry, appears to be a decent cook (cannot verify last descriptive phrase ... hint, hint). She fascinates me in that she lives life in a very different way than I choose to live mine. I stop myself from saying better. Its just different.

Someday I hope to spend a little more actual time in the same physical space with her. We frequent the same coffee shop but are rarely there at the same time. My life of late has been centered around triage. I am just about ready to write about it so stay tuned, get a mug of hot tea and maybe, depending on how close your tears run to the surface, a box of tissues.

Peace Out,
Caroline

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