**Today is April 12th and the world of children's literature is celebrating the 90th birthday of Beverly Cleary on a national level with, "Drop Everything & Read" Day.
For those of you who accidentally catch yourself on fire today, we'll refer to your experience as "Stop, Drop, Roll & Read" Day. Everyone must participate. Be sure to let me know what you chose to read. I am currently engrossed in Allegra Goodman's "Kaaterskill Falls" , though I promise to pick up one of my Cleary books in order to get into the full spirit of the event.
**I went to yoga today and for no apparent reason started thinking about the LifeSaver 5-pack. My mind, it wanders. For the record, my favorite flavor in the 5-pack is pineapple. My favorite LifeSaver flavor of all time? Butter Rum. So...yeah...I was thinking about candy and then it was time to do this:It's easier than it looks. I can't do a layup in basketball. I can't throw a football worth crap. The semester I ran track in college, I lost whole seconds just coming out of the starting block. But I can do this.
**When we were 27, Mr. Half and I went to London to see his brother and SIL. I was already sporting my low-maintenance crewcut and his hair, which was in one of its short phases, was made even shorter by a hasty trip to Super Cuts. I call it his "institutional" look. This was taken in a photo booth near Hampstead Heath. You can file under my first (and possibly last) installment of Bad Hair Wednesday, though I really liked that cut.
**Mr. Half and I are both involved in a pediatric cancer camp that meets every summer. It is a free week-long sleepaway camp for cancer patients 6-16 (and their siblings). We both serve on the camp's board. Mr. Half used to be a counselor before he began his career as the only Boy Scout Assistant Scoutmaster who braids his hair before morning campfire. I'm the art teacher. Aside from raising three healthy, confident sons, this camp has given more to us than we'll ever put into it. One of the many, many perks I get in working with these kids is to take possession of art supply catalogs and magazines from which I get inspiration. I get to plan the activities and order the materials!!! Glass beads? Polymer clay? Tiny canvasses and papier mache' masks? It's crack for the creative soul...plain and simple. And speaking of crack...reading this magazine brings surges of creativity so as to make me slightly dizzy.
**Teebs had some really good thoughts about appreciating what you've got in your life. We all fall victim to the funk of self-pity. Sometimes we deserve to feel that way, but if you stay there too long that's all you'll notice about what you've got. I'm reminded of the late, great Warren Zevon who did the Letterman show in 2003 when it was obvious he had only a few more months before cancer would claim him. What advice and insight did his terminal status allow him to provide for the rest of us? Three words. "Enjoy every sandwich". I think that pretty well sums it up.