A Grudging Change of Heart.

A Grudging Change of Heart.

Hubby talks about losing the car once the kids are gone. His intention is that we become stalwart, year-round bikers. Personally, I'd rather take the bus. I love the bus. It's my favorite form of interaction--close to my fellow beings, but not having to, you know,...

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Startin’ it.

Startin’ it.

Oh, you are going to be so jealous. Several of my friends and I were at our annual Christmas dinner, this past December, when we started to complain about all the shit we never get done. If only we had some spark that would magically ignite our enthusiasm for home...

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A Toast to Pants.

A Toast to Pants.

Disaster. I just wore through my very favorite pair of pants. That may not sound like a big deal to you, but you didn't make a New Year's resolution to not buy any clothes this year. None. Zip. Nada. It's only March and I'm already in crisis. When I made my...

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Ships that Pass in the Night

Ships that Pass in the Night

On Saturday evening, my husband picked me up from work. As I rested against the car door, eyes closed, I heard him say, "You know, if we weren't so in love, we'd be in an awful lot of trouble right now." Awwww....Wait. What? He was speaking of our schedules. Our...

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Virtual Winter.

Virtual Winter.

One thing about working in an Eco-friendly store is that many of our customers have terrifying hobbies. Hobbies like tracking world extinction rates or researching birth defects attributable to chemical exposure; hobbies they are...

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I Can Predict Your Future.

I Can Predict Your Future.

I did one of those online word puzzles today. The ones where you glance over a grid of seemingly random letters and the first three words you see are supposedly the three things your next year will be filled with. I saw "Love", "Money" and "Fun". Hooray! I like all...

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Going Bananas.

Going Bananas.

A dear friend recently gifted me a bracelet inscribed with the motto “she believed she could, so she did.” In the past, my pessimistically superstitious nature wouldn’t willingly don such an item, feeling as I did that to do so would be to court certain failure. But...

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Doing Time: 100 Days of Running

Doing Time: 100 Days of Running

I recently read a book on marketing... okay, the first half of the first chapter because, hello, marketing? Snore. But it did bring up the concept of systems. Everybody needs a system--a set method and timetable for getting shit done. Sounds great, maybe. I mean, I...

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Plumbing the Depths.

Plumbing the Depths.

Let me tell you what's going on at my house right now: A seemingly routine call to a plumber led to a second appointment and the addition of two more plumbers. They showed up a bit ago in the giant truck. The "take no prisoners" truck. They have already pulled up the...

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Ultra Countdown.

Ultra Countdown.

This is happening, people. Tomorrow. Tomorrow is my 50 mile ultra marathon. I'm seemingly pretty chill but that might due to being paralyzed by anxiety. Yesterday was a great day. Yesterday I got up, did yoga and had a shiatsu massage. I love massages and try very...

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  • Pam on I’m fine.We will not be looking back on these years with a happy chuckle and a thought of how whimsical the Universe can be, but I imagine the silver linings will continue to provide useful, elegant lessons in how to love this life we are living. You are a blessing and joy in my life and I am much better for knowing you. And this entry is freakin' hilarious!
  • Geanette on I’m fine.You amaze me. That’s all there is too it. The fact that you are willing and able to even LOOK for a silver lining is breathtaking. And then you make me laugh outloud. “And the award for best use of the word fish stick in a simile goes toooooo......!” Oh Melanie.....keep filling our hearts with your observations and keep us laughing. We need inspiration like you. And now ... bonus ... I can say I’ve “read” Rilke! Big love, G
  • Pam on There are RULES, dangnabbit!Wow! Who is the noble cobbler? Mine took six weeks to repair the strap on my bag that I carry every day. I am aware that your cobbler didn't say that they would be ready in two days, he just agreed that she could pick them up. I am delighting myself with the fantasy of her coming in to get her eight unrepaired boots and stamping her tiny foot while said cobbler merely swings his awl to point to the wall -- Ready in Two Weeks.
  • Melanie Danke on Wakey, wakey.Gosh, you are sweet. Thank you for that.
  • Geanette on Wakey, wakey.Didn't think I could POSSIBLY love you any more, but after reading this one. I do. I do indeed. You make me laugh when there's nothing to laugh about. You make me see the world with new eyes. No small feat. God, I love you!

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