days 7, 8, 9: simple things

day 7: the downtown Y.

i just love it there. have you been? you should go.

i think that everybody who is there is genuinely really happy to be there. everybody.

i love that i feel so privileged to be able to go there when it's freezing, (or more often) blazingly hot-

and when i'm there, it's tough to feel like your slogging your way through an hour on the treadmill when very nearby there is a team of three helping a less able-bodied person to just make it through a few exercises.

and sharing the locker room with folks from every walk of life is always a mind-expanding, heart-expanding experience.

and everybody really just seems so glad to have this place to move, and be.


day 8: this one book.

Ahab's Wife.

suggested by friends, who at the time had no idea they were suggesting i pick up a book about a woman who sews.

who sews and who's husband goes away for months, years on end while she sews.

but all that aside, this was just one of those books that i still feel i'm mourning the loss of.

i love reading a book where by page 5 you realize it's already made it to your life-long all time top 10 book list.


day 9: yahtzee.

The Beard has a longstanding history with this game.

he and i used to sit and play for hours in college. that and pass the pigs.

and he's continued throughout his life, as his meditation,

to sit and play yahtzee, endlessly.

after coming home from this last trip, he decided to teach the boy.

to say that it seems the game is in the blood is almost an understatement.

i'll say this, however, and i think you'll get the gist:

the boy hasn't asked to play Wii since he learned to play yahtzee.



i know.