Ask, Believe, Receive

Hey there, Amanda.

It's 5:30. I finally just got home for the day and have no intentions of leaving again. After school we had that non-baby shower (by the way, I forgot to bring the peanut butter chocolate bars!) and then I stopped by my parents' because something about my father's plan for my entertainment center/bookcase wasn't sitting right with me. After that I stopped at the store for coffee and milk (out of both) and the liquor store for wine (out of that, too). I have some of my mushroom onion pizza, which I froze on Sunday after I made it, in the oven and a glass of wine is by my side as I wait for my dinner to be ready. I'm already in my fuzzy socks and fleece hoodie robe and I'm happy. My day started on a good note, of course, when I got to read a little from you while I had my coffee....

I didn't know your parents were coming up for a visit. You say "for the holidays." Just how long is that? All the way through Christmas? Whoa. God bless if that's the case. I know it will be nice to see them and for them to spend time with you all, I just wonder how long they plan to stay and if they'll split the time at your brother's. You know I always liked your parents (and I think they liked me), it's just that family can be taxing...

Life coach, hu? I'm intrigued, and flattered, but am I even remotely qualified? Wouldn't I have to get a master's in counseling? I'll definitely have to talk more about this with you. Between now and then I may even surf around for some information. Who knows, maybe I'll use money from my first advance to rent that cool office space.

What book did you all not like last night? Did you give in and buy Belong to Me, since I never mailed my copy? Given that you already read Love Walked In, and you're doing the Christmas concert thing, you're off the hook for required reading for two months now, right? What's on your I want to read list? I just got The Secret yesterday and browsed through the first half yesterday (before that jolt off the couch). I haven't been reading much (besides cookbooks, magazines and catalogs) lately so I still need to finish EB, and then I have an Ann Patchett on deck (Run) and Wally Lamb's new tome in the hole--I figure for Christmas vacation and subsequent snow days. (tee hee) Tonight, after I scarf down the pizza that is sitting next to me, taunting me, I'm going to get back to The Secret. It's what I thought it would be (and frankly I wonder why Shatki Gawain, the author of Creative Visualization, isn't putting up a fuss). Nothing new, but being reminded to Ask, Believe, Receive is still a good thing.

You seem to be on a string of good days. I hope today is another one.

Love, Barb