Under A Rock

Under a rock



Not a bad place to be
If you're a bug
a worm
uh..dirt

or me

I haven't crawled under one, 
but my inactivity in the big world 
may seem like it to everyone else.
Things are great
small, quiet and great.

Ben and Anam 
were here for my B-day 
and it was so lovely.....such a sweet time.
Did we do big stuff? Nope
He cooked a couple fab meals
(I prepared a great chicken piccata)
Ben repaired everything broken that he could find,
what a super son,
and we watched great films.
I even convinced them to watch Creator,
which they either enjoyed, or lied to me  hehe
We visited, noshed and wined
and not a photo to show.
(I do wish I had a chain saw one - up in the tree)
I was in the moment, savoring each laugh,
 smile and raised eyebrow.
I never left the house,
they did a "little Vegas"..

I had several B-day lunches with pals, 
received some great B-day gifts. 
My pals are so kind, 
but oh girls, the chocolates! 
I saved time and just rubbed 'em into
my thighs and butt.

This weekend I spent quality catch up time
 with a pal just returning from 4 weeks in Europe.
Another yummy lunch, more chocolate,
this time brought back from Belgium...
they know me well.

Polished off 10 books last week.
Battled wasps and more broken tree limbs
 from latest monsoon storm.

Pooch Howie sleeping atop my feet
under my desk right this minute

“A simple life is not seeing how little we can get by with.....but how efficiently we can put first things first. . . . When you’re clear about your purpose and your priorities, you can painlessly discard whatever does not support these, whether it’s clutter in your cabinets or commitments on your calendar. 
― Victoria MoranLit From Within: Tending Your Soul For Lifelong Beauty

Haven't read the book but I liked this quote


Small
Simple
Quiet

Living the good life here under my rock