Our weather is just dreadful. Rain, more rain, maybe snow, probably freezing rain at some point. The kids are praying for a snow day, and apparently, according to the urban legend floating around elementary schools, if you wear your pj’s inside out, put a fork under your pillow and flush ice cubes down the commode, you are going to summon the snow gods and get a snow day. I will note, that did not actually work last night for Romeo & Gia, but I expect they will give I another try tonight.
This time of year really does get trying with the weather and this is the time when you really start getting sick of it, but yet spring feels so far away. In another two weeks though, suddenly you can start to see the tiny light at the end of the tunnel. In February it feels like a stone’s throw from March, Spring break, and the budding of crocuses. There is hope, let’s just put it that way. Today, not so much.
So it’s clearly the perfect day for soup, which sounds super lovely to me. Warm, cozy soup. I mean really, is there anything better than an all-inclusive chili meal? I’m adding that to my things to do today to nurture myself (along with of course, sleep.)
I want to also share that I’ve recently, in my new year’s effort to knock annoying things off my to do list, have done a whole bunch of hand washing. In particular, some of my heavier, nicer cashmere pieces from Margaret O’Leary. I washed everything in the “hand wash” cycle in the wash, and lay it flat to dry. The cashmere feels awesome, and it’s SO much cheaper than dry cleaning (and I’ve heard it from key people in the know, It’s actually BETTER for the cashmere fiber to hand wash it vs. dry clean it). Then I take a sweater stone to it to erase away any piling, and the sweaters look brand new. All I’m saying is, don’t be too nervous with your cashmere. It’s not as delicate as you think, and I understand the fear in washing a $500 cashmere turtleneck, but I do it a lot, and all of my Margaret O’Leary cashmere looks perfect and I’ve kept pieces for YEARS and years. The fibers do sort of “contract’ after washing it, but if you give it a little stretch as you lay it flat to dry it finds its original shape. The fibers relax as you warm them up wearing it and it’s not so much that it shrinks, it just pulls up a bit, but then relaxes again.
I went to yoga today, and the message was just a reminder that each day is a new day….a new chance to do the things you want to do, or aspire to do. If you left January 1stwith a long list of resolutions that have yet to be actualized in any way, shape, or form, just remember, each day is a brand new slate, and you write on it what you want.
Here's to a nice clean slate with so much possibility!
Signed, ME {lv}
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