Cleaned!!!
The news deserves yellow. Not sure why. Rose early yesterday and blasted NPR for my favorite Saturday morning programs.....and I cleaned......didn't channel Martha Stewart, didn't think of her at all. I tried not to think much at all.....just enjoyed the process and the sense of accomplishment. More to do and much to my dismay a fine layer of dust has returned. Damn. Ordered a new vacuum....a bagless Hoover......Suze Orman would have denied my request but Macy's willingly obliged. My birthday gift to myself, which by the way is February 17th.

Read Pasteur has re-opened and that is where I will celebrate.....love that place.

Whitney is dead.......poor talented, tormented Whitney.

Was in a sour mood this week, and then I did my best to lift my spirits and trust that work would come. I had an amazing experience with a kind cab driver who waited to turn her meter on and laughed and told me most cabbies don't want anyone to know that driving a cab can be a lucrative endeavor......she waited for me to run my errand and at some point, I said, I needed this....and started to cry. She asked me why I was crying and I told her I felt the presence of the divine. I needed to be receptive and open. I was indeed the fortunate one to experience her kindness and gentle spirit and ride with the divine.