It happens every day without fail to most of us. Someone or some thing takes a crap on your happy day. And I’m not talking in the literal sense for all the moms out there, although knowing I ate poop while wiping a chubby butt on my birthday back in April definitely qualifies here. I’m talking about the intentional poppers, the ones who just can’t stand to see you happy and the unintentional ones alike. Crap happens. And it has the ability flush your day down the toilet. And often its hard to recover, set yourself straight and get out of the gutter. So when my friends started calling me for advice, knowing I’m paying close attention to the choice…
Home Goods High
Home Goods happy, no way! I’m on a Home Goods high. Seriously, I feel like I’ve hit the Home Goods lottery. And for anyone in the Los Angeles area, it was the Westchester Home Goods to be exact, near the airport. I’m telling you, s e r oi o u s l y good stuff right now. The kind of stuff that begs you to scrap whatever you came in for and head off in a whole new inspired direction. I made two trips this week and neither disappointed. But let me back up. Remember that friend I mentioned in Mysterious Ways, the one who resigned without a plan? Well, she made a plan and she has a vision. …
