Seventeen.

Y'all.  I just watched an incredible lecture by Gabrielle Bernstein and Kris Carr on USTREAM.  So uplifting, inspirational, motivational and FUN.  The Messrs. Puffnoodle and Periwinkle were enthralled as well.

Sixteen.

Psst, Mr. P - I do believe she is as messy at work as she is at home. 

Food I Made. One.

This isn't officially on my 365 duty board, but I tend to take pictures of food I make.  You know, when it's pretty and turns out nice and all. Plus, I love my plates. 

Last night for dinner [before my mad dash of postcarding began], I made some lentils, kale, brussels sprouts, and eggplant for dinner and put a picture of it on Facebook.  Like you do.

Today at lunch, I decided I HAD to have sauteed onions, so I cooked some of those up along with some garlic.  Then I threw some nooch in the pan and fried up a few blocks of tofu. I pulled out my leftovers and was ready to assemble: 

And voila, baby!  I delicious plate-licking-good lunch.  Which I immediately followed up with Oreos and a Diet Coke from the vending machine at work.   

Fifteen.

Or: Executive Decision (also the name of my new band). 

I was so looking forward to this evening.  It's the first night off I've had in a while and I was relishing the thought of just hanging at home, chilling out, maybe reading a little. But that didn't happen. I spent 4 hours feverishly making flipping postcard collages.  I was churning them out like it was my JOB. Ugh.

I have also had to look at this for the last two weeks: 

Plus, there are books I want to read.  Things I want to write.  This is just not working out.

So, I have made the decision to change course and try to ENJOY what I'm creating.  I am going back to my original concept.  Following a couple of friends on various adventures.  They are hams and looking forward to it.  They did not enjoy the mess in the main living area either.

Messrs. Periwinkle and Puffnoodle look forward to getting off the shelf.

Fourteen.

Jessica gave me one of my favorite fridge magnets: "I love not camping."  We share a disdain for hot weather, bug bites, and outdoor bathrooms.

Thirteen.

My friend, Robin, is one of the most joyful people I know.  She may call it hyper, but I call it joy.  So there.

Eleven & Twelve.

I can't believe how far behind I fell this weekend!  My next postcards are going out to my creative partners, Gary.....

Notice the Helvetica font....

...and Jim!

 

Thanks for the encouragement and inspiration!  Can't wait till our next fireside chat!