I am currently reading (well, listening to, anyway) The Happiness Project by Gretchin Rubin. I'm really liking it and finding that she has a lot of really useful suggestions. I am on the chapter about August right now, in which she talks about starting a one sentence journal where she just jots a sentence or two at the end of every day about something that happened that day.
I started thinking that one of the reasons I don't blog as much as I would like is that I feel like I have to have something Earth-shattering to say in order to commit it to paper (as it were), and often I don't. I am too busy living my life, doing my thing and caring for my young family to come up with profundities every day. So I think I am going to try an Ahimsa Mama version of the one sentence journal.
Here it goes:
This morning I was reading while Harry was otherwise occupied, or so I thought. Apparently he was just biding his time because he came into the living room, closed my book and said, "The End." I guess it was time to play.
Bess has been at dance camp all week (don't EVEN get me started on dance culture, that's a topic for a whole other - looooong - blog post). I hate it - and believe me, I mean hate - but she LOVES it. Her teacher even commented to me (completely unprovoked) how she is so focused and works so hard, and has great technique for her age. Imagine me, a dance mom? Egads!