Swirl Means Love
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in Inspirations, Personal on 25. Aug, 2010 | 11 Comments
I forget the specifics, but a few days ago Cameron used the word “swirl” to describe love. He may have said something along the lines of, “You make my heart swirl.” (Or something to that effect.) And ever since then I can’t get the word swirl out of my head; whenever I think of him [...]
Make Time for Fun – The Rest Falls Into Place
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in Inspirations, Personal on 07. Aug, 2010 | 6 Comments
I am busier than I’ve ever been in my entire life, I think. But this Summer I’ve still been making a lot of time for the good, fun stuff: like beach days and nibbling peas from our garden before the sun rises.
I credit a new trick for my productivity. I’ve started using a Steve Pavlina [...]
Fake letter from Cam
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in Personal on 29. Jul, 2010 | 5 Comments
Here is what I think Cam thinks of me. I (Laura-Jane) wrote this, of course.
“Dear Laura-Jane,
You are a very special person. You play the cello and you like to write stories about your life. But sometimes you are a little too extreme. You have a tendency to overdose on things, like music and movies and [...]
Coming clean
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in Personal on 14. Jul, 2010 | 5 Comments
This website layout is much better now.
My eyes needed a new view. In case you haven’t noticed, I like change.
Cam will not be impressed. But don’t you think I have some right to do what I want since I am the creator of all 178 blog posts??????
Love and kisses,
Laura-Jane
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Oh my God. Cam is mad at [...]
Over the last 30 days
Posted by Laura-Jane - Whimfield in Personal on 04. Jul, 2010 | 13 Comments
Over the last 30 days I have:
Weeded our giant, weedy garden, which contains kale, lettuce, garlic, onions, beans, carrots, radishes, beets, corn, watermelon (might be dead), potatoes, peas, beans, and probably a few other goodies that I’m forgetting;
Hugged my mother and my sister in real life, who normally live thousands of miles away;
Slept alone in [...]