nutrition, contrition
limited astrophysics, Italian grammar, Australian politics, English literature
when to smile and say thank you, and when to just smile
lawn maintenance, to lift from the legs, how to pack
two sangira recipes
that noxious people often win
where the sidewalk ends
laughter spreads by epidemic waves
formal dining room etiquette (salt cellars, dipping bowls, fish forks)
the correct way to cast a line, unhook the catch, and grill it whole
the dogs will sit still for brushing only if chicken-flavored toothpaste is used
to pinpoint an emotional problem, to contain a meltdown momentarily, to hold a seat
the joy of cooking
to read the summer stars
love, fear, and finite sadness
organic embraces carbon
all the Teflon presidents
how many three-cent stamps in a dozen
pets and bed-warmers are one and the same
partial catechism from childhood sunday school, protocol for bat mitzvahs
moss should grow on the north side of the rock
that now is more important than then
when I close my eyes and pull my hands tight to my body, the monster under the bed goes away
tomorrow never comes, yesterday always always fades, today will end if you just let it
all mothers are beautiful
skies are better blue than white
outside voices sometimes come inside
to awake, to breathe, to be alive is divine
in a perfect world, vacations would cycle through our schedules as regularly as the tides
to chew with my mouth closed, sit with my back straight, and hug sincerely with both arms
two wrongs never make it right
butter makes it better
there is such a thing as too much
to not forget the baseboards when dusting, the wine when housewarming, the cushions when key/wallet/remote searching
how not to fall out of a tree, off of a skateboard, in my heels
that there is more for me to learn in this life than droplets of water in the sea
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The monster will also leave if you cover your toes and close your eyes.
"where the sidewalk ends" is my favorite book from my childhood.
Love the post. As always.
Something I learned the slow hard way: feel the fear and do it anyway. It's NEVER as bad as you think.
Enjoyed it as usual, K.
What a great list! I love it.
And really...that's the kind of stuff you cant learn in any school.
"there is such a thing as too much" - oh yes. I found this out the wrong way. I'll never be able to look at, smell or eat a strawberry (or anything strawberry flavoured) ever again.
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