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Ode to Corduroys

Imagine my incredible joy at happening upon a pair of corduroys that were delightfully colored and my size. Now imagine that ecstatic joy when compounded by the fact that the corduroys were on the clearance rack at a whopping 90% off!

My second pair is this, but a forest green.

Naturally I got two pairs. Understand that I wasn’t at a Goodwill or Salvation Army. I was shopping at Kohls. That’s right. This is like a whole step up. Now granted, I’m not an American Eagle or Express, but I don’t think that I’d want to be at those places in any case.

Let’s also keep in mind that I had a 20% off coupon, meaning that the jeans that were reduced from $44.00 to $4.40 were suddenly about $3.52. And you all know how much I love deals. And although I’m happy with my red and green pairs, I’m still a little disappointed in myself for not purchasing the blue variety.

Moments of Kindness

While sitting around the table with my family and our close friends, my mom popped a question to the whole table: “What is an act of kindness you have seen recently?” It’s her typical move, asking the family to reflect on their experiences. My sisters then made their typical eye rolls and sighs, while I teased them, as I typically do. For this post, I thought I would share some of the examples of kindness, and hope that you reflect on the kindnesses around you.

  • My dad remembered a moment when he was looking for a cab, and was waiting with another person. The cab arrived, and they entered first. But, after asking where my Dad was going, said that they could ride together.
  • While shoveling the driveway and sidewalks, a neighbor shoveled a good portion of my friend’s sidewalks, a gift they also offer to their other elderly neighbors.
  • My sister has a friend who is very caring for a mutual friend with a difficult home life. She offers advice and worries about her frequently, getting advice from others to help the beleaguered person.

Hopefully these have brightened your day! And take a moment to notice the kindness around you. If it’s hard to spot, make some of your own.

Possibly the most cheerful of candies. Give one to a friend!

Happy Easter!

One this Easter Day, Pope Francis called for world peace, focusing his attention on the Korean Peninsula and the Middle East. Today I had more than my share of peace, spending the day with family, hunting for plastic eggs (more for my parents’ sake, since all the kids have outgrown this tradition), and eating delicious food.

Searching for those darn eggs

After scarfing down some delicious breakfast and then some candy, we went to our friends’ house for lunch. There we scarfed down a bit more food and before we knew it we could barely walk. So, we decided to go on a walk! The weather was fantastic, good for some disc throwing (always looking for ways to make room for some more food).

All in all it was a fantastically relaxing day. I even got some work done! But I must share with you a new secret. Taking what is called the “Miracle Berry Pill” from our friends, we were instructed to take a big bit out of a piece of lemon and grapefruit. What we tasted was wonderful! The lemon tasted sweet, and the grapefruit had lost all of its sourness. This pill contains a molecule that blocks all of the bitter taste receptors on your tongue. If you’re looking for a fun party activity, this is one to try!

 

Buona Pasqua!

I woke up this morning refreshed from a day of relentless traveling, rain soaked socks and backpack wearing shoulders to find myself in the shadows of the Piedmont mountains under a glorious sun on this, the most important day in the Christian world. Easter. Pasqua. This is especially relevant in Italy, a city home to the head of the Catholic church and with a high percentage of Catholics (practicing or otherwise).

To arrive in the north of Italy, I took my first flight with Ryan Air, which was expedient enough to Milan, with the only catch being that I sat through a solid hour or stewardesses pitching sales for all of the things that are apparently necessary for a 40 minute flight (headphones, caffe’, panini, and my favorite: lottery scratch-off cards). Our bus from the airport to the city outpaced the storm clouds sweeping across the region, and we scraped together about an hour of rain-free touring.

In Torino, the city famed for its world class soccer team, we strolled to a local church to celebrate Mass. Like every church in the United States it was packed beyond capacity. After asking, I found that there is no Italian synonym for “Chreasters,” but that the idea is well understood.

After a fantastic morning, involving a walk through the old Fiat factory-turned-mall, we reposed in the apartment of my family friends to a lunch brimming with the most delicious foods: meat balls in tomato sauce, zucchini, carrots, fresh salad, a type of keish made from nettles (it was counter intuitively good), beef filled ravioli and more deserts than my stomach could handle. All of this occurred with the Vatican mass droning on in the background, the soft-spoken words of Pope Benedict XVI blessing the world on this sacred day.

And now, with my eyes drooping as I resist the urge to fall into a blessedly-stuffed nap, I attempt to read a bit of an Italian newspaper, quietly amazed that any of this is happening to me, but careful to avoid questing a good thing.