How ’bout some butter with your bacon? June 12, 2011

I know it’s been awhile since I posted.  I have lots to catch up on. Below are a couple of stories and random thoughts. I hope you enjoy!

A couple of weeks ago, I went to Shanghai. I met some old friends there from San Francisco and it was just so nice to see folks from home! Happily, these friends MOVED to Shanghai! So, they are close by to visit any ‘ole time! They have two little girls and one of them loves, and I do mean, LOVES butter on her bacon! We all went out to brunch at Mesa and they have a children’s play area. Once the food arrived, we had to call the girls back to the table to eat their food. Of course, they really didn’t want to eat, they would rather play.

However, once their dad mentioned, “You can have butter on your bacon! Just the way you like it!”

One of the girls came running to the table and sat herself down. Imagine that! All it took was butter and bacon.

Let me say this again. Butter. Bacon.

Hmmm….what is the something in your life that makes you drop everything and lure you back?

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I just got back from visiting Stockholm, Sweden and Copenhangen, Denmark last week.  The last time I was in Stockholm was back in October of 2008, it was cold and the days were super short. This time, it was different because the days were bright, sunny, and long. The sun didn’t set until about 11 PM and then, it wasn’t really all that dark — the sky made you feel like the sun could burst out at any given moment and by 3 AM, it would!

The air was crisp in the shade of lilac trees and warm in sunshine along the waterfront. I went running at 4 am (it was Jeff’s idea really to do this!) and was back for my hotel breakfast by 6 am. Along the way, I’d see little ducklings with their proud parents, cygnets and their mamas, and tons of goslings with their ever protective parents! It was sort of surreal.

The long days and the warmth of the sun made me realize that this is what an internally happy and ever optimistic person must feel all the time.  In this beautiful Scandinavian sunshine constantly on your back and shoulders it was like getting a hug from the sun or the universe, however you want to interpet it, or just call me a drunk on sunshine hippy — but not new age! Please!

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Just a quickie mention. When I went to inquire about a train ticket from Arlanda airport into Stockholm’s city center — the lady at the counter said to me, “Well, you are under 26 years right? You can get the discounted tickets.” I almost jumped over the counter to kiss her, but I instead laughed and laughed — like the little girl I used to be.

  

 

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