A Day at Headquarters

This weekend was good. I went ice skating in Central Park with an old friend and some new friends on Saturday night. I say "ice skating," but what I really mean is GRIPPING to the EDGE OF THE WALL with all my might. It didn't matter, it was SO FUN, and Central Park is magic. Then, on the way home, Vitali took Graham and I to see the view on the top floor of the Mandarin Hotel, which was BREATHTAKING. Then, on the way out of the lobby we saw Chevy Chase. It was like seeing a six foot four white haired version of so MANY childhood summer movie experiences. Chevy Chase! I salute you!

We finished The Office (dang!). The good news is we have Six Feet Under coming (Thanks, AMS!). Let the good times continue!

I also finished an amazing book, that I still don't quite have the words for. Afterwards I sat holding it in my hands, not able to quite let go. Then I realized, I didn't have to. So I sat with it for awhile, thinking about the amazing woman who wrote it, and all that she was brave enough to tell us in this book. It's a good day when you can sit and finish such a book and then have the time to sit with it. I can't remember the last time I did that.

Today I'm having a good time. It's good because I am getting work done and I am actually happy about it. It's good because I've been simultaneously uploading music to my itunes (why is this SO SATISFYING?). It's good because I'm going to make soup later. It's one of those days where I realize it doesn't take much to make me happy. If that isn't grace, I don't know what is.