LOVE THE BOOK!!! It arrived today!! Perfect timing--it was just Griffin and me hanging out today, so it was really fun! The 2 of us getting the mail, finding this package, and being able to sit peacefully together and share this book. He LOVES it more than I could have even imagined! And I am so impressed with the quality of it! Thank you again, Michelle!! Hope you are having a great day!

It was true! the book from @memoirofme did arrive! It is AWESOME. I love, love, love it!! Every kid needs one of these books!!!

@memoirofme Thanks again for the Memoir of Me book! After I read it to my son, I got a great big hug. I think we'll be reading it a lot!

We received our book for Ian this past weekend and it is great!  It is very high quality and I think he will love it.  I can't wait to place an order for Ashley and Andrew!   

See how easily you can wipe puke off my book!

The cutest Christmas tale by Russell and Lillian Hoban.  Harley, Delver and Emma are the cutest nearsighted characters ever.  Almost as cute as becoming the main character in a Memoir of Me personalized book!

Before: Here is a "Believe" my favorite ornament nestled neatly in our family-cut, blue spruce Christmas tree. The tree has a crooked trunk so we placed it in the stand crooked to appear straight. This caused the stand to be imbalanced and crash down at 1 a.m. last night. After: "Believe" nestled among the broken glass on the floor. Should I be gleaning some symbolic insight? PS Eric still has sap in his hair from having his head stuck up the tree. 

Pleasure is basic a human need.  Pleasure is a need with which humans play games.   Games called deny and hedonize.  We deny ourselves of our basic need of pleasures in beauty and desire and love and intellect and sustenance.  At other times, we hedonize these same pleasures. 

Pleasure list -- 8 things to do before winter.  

1. Ride a bike without a helmet.  If you are girl, ride in a skirt.

2. Hold someone's hand and read their palm with a story from your gut.

3. Stare directly at the sun at sunset until it's vibrance makes you squint.

4.  Breathe, deep.  Inhale through your nose and imagine the soft air satiating your innards.

5. Write a personal story capturing the warm earth smells and save it for a winter day.

6. Spread your barenaked toes flat in the green, just cut, grass.  Then sprint, super fast.

7. Feel the word pleasure on your tongue as you say "pleasure" over and over. 

8. Do the first thing pleasurable that comes to mind.

I am not a gardener.  Tending to plants is not a natural gift for me .  Therefore, the beauty of my pots pleasures me in the front of my house.  One of my best summer pleasures is about 5 p.m., I put on a sundress and water my pots.  I pleasure in the heat of the sun on my back.  I pleasure in the sounds of fluttering insect wings and Alyssa's feet tramping over earth to get to me.  I pleasure in any new pale-purple, funnel-shaped buds proliferating in my pots. What about you?