Life is unpredictable.
Nothing really is what we expect it to be. I cook a cabbage soup, each time
different. My hairdresser
is different too. Never the same hair cut twice. In order to have consistency,
crave consistency, you
must play chess or stand in line for long periods of time and Hoot and Holler.
Seriously, life is about
kitchen wonderness, I coined this word, connectiveness, and ocassional bouts of
greatness, like
fixing your diswasher or hanging that photo of Uncle John after so many years.
If I could give advice, dear readers, I ask you to comment from your own lives.
Saturday, 17 April 2010
Anita Holzberg
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