Already perfect

Me: I spent the entire night frantically looking for a place to alter a dress.
Boyfriend: You mean, in your dream?
Me: Yes.
Boyfriend: And then what?
Me: I finally found the right tailor but when I lay the dress on the glass counter it didn't need anything done.
Boyfriend: You know what that means.
Me: No.
Boyfriend: That everything is already perfect just the way it is.

Boyfriend. Dream interpreter.

Meat thermometer

Having a boyfriend who loves to cook means Moroccan stew for breakfast, freshly grated horseradish, selecting recipes because they're elaborate instead of quick; and watching him regularly set off the fire alarm.

It also means that this morning when I told him I was too sick to go to work he tried to take my temperature with a meat thermometer.

Disproportionate delight

This morning I discovered, possibly with disproportionate delight, that all the things I want to do more of are also my favorite words: loiter, canoodle, cavort, snuggle, frolic, saunter, shenanigans and the sort, simple, counterintuitively snappy nap.

A beautiful world

Unfailingly I am moved to tears when I learn about stories of heroism after something horrible occurs. We don't live in a terrible world. We live in a beautiful world where awful things happen. And every time awful things happen the good in humans reveals itself in new, surprising, breathtaking ways.

Sad

I don't understand why we're so afraid of feelings. Happy is acceptable, but sad has to be "addressed". It must "move on". It calls for a solution. But sad is not a problem. 
I'm sad and that's OK. I consider sad to be essential. It respects the truth within me, and as such, it is beautiful.

Intact

When I was 10 I had a friend called Ale. Fast forward over 30 years. She found out I was in Mexico and called claiming she needed to hug me (yes please!) Our visit was as if we had never lost touch.
Some relationships remain intact for decades. I think it's proof that we live in a world that defies logic.

Happy holidays

My dad died a bit over two weeks ago. Everywhere I go cheery people ask "How was your holiday?" "What did you do for New Years?" "Did you enjoy the time off?" and every time it catches me completely unprepared. By the end of the day I'm worn out.

The holidays are hard, people.

Drinker/not drinker

Boyfriend: Do we have toothpicks?
Me: Nope. But we have floss.
Boyfriend: I'm making a Martini.
Drinker/non drinker.

Ni madres

"Ni madres!" I say to Boyfriend.
Him: What does that mean?
Me: It's kind of like "no way!"
Him: So it's like "not even my mother".
Me: No. Mothers have nothing to do with it.
Him: but you said "madres".

You can't explain Mexican slang.

In praise of theater

I called my mom to wish her a happy New Year.
Mom: So, what are you doing on your birthday?
Me: well, I am feeling rather un - celebratory.
Mom: Then go to the theater! It's an excellent way to be with people without having to be with people.

My mother is a genius.

Defy reality

Before making any big decision surround yourself with elements that defy reality (art, a book, a show.) There is such magic in the world that your perspective will be more accurate if you blur the borders of what you currently consider possible.