Anything But Basic
Where should you eat if you’re in Wilmington, NC? The Basics, on Front Street. Here’s some press and info.
Where should you eat if you’re in Wilmington, NC? The Basics, on Front Street. Here’s some press and info.
I mean I REALLY, REALLY love it.
I have found, the NY Times is not just for reading early Sunday mornings over coffee so you can “get smart” or learn something “important.” Nope. It’s for relaxing, taking an hour or so for yourself, and maybe even sharing some of the enormous paper with a stranger sitting in the chair next to you. That and finding out about things like Wreckreation Nation.
This is my favorite nursery rhyme, but every time I mention it- no one has seem to have heard of it.
Don’t ask me how I came across this. I certainly wasn’t trying. Either way, it’s quite entertaining. I guess there is really something out there for everyone. Don’t ever think your bizarre talent/hobby doesn’t have a home somewhere.
At least for a few more days, weeks-heck, maybe forever It feels to write about good, happy, awesome stuff. (Because there’s enough crap in the world already) Here’s some more TTAA. (Things that are awesome) Start your own list!
Or “allow the mouth to rejoice.” That’s the translation of Coca-Cola in Chinese. Love it.
Here we are, trucking through these chilly days of winter, counting mintues until fun in the sun. For those of us lucky enough to live in milder weather, we get treats of accasional t-shirt and short going out for a walk/run days. Those of you in the harshest of winter locales- here is a little tool that can help you plan to get up and off the couch on those frigid days. No matter where you live you always feel better when you get your heart pumping. Grab a neighbor or pal who will hold you to showing up at the gym, or that walk.
For those of you who might still have trouble getting motivated? I like the word revenge. Not to be evil, or cynical, but the best “revenge” to all those daily stresses or hard times we might go through is looking (and feeling) good.
Extra bonus? You’ll look great in that itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polk-a-dot bikini (or Speedo) by summer. Yeah baby!
Do you absolutely hate your job? I mean hate it? Do you feel sick to your stomach when you wake up in the morning or all day on Sunday because Monday morning is approaching? Do you feel like even a simple “Thank you” once in a while might actually keep you going back even though you hate it- but you still don’t even get that?