7/30/10 What no GD"s again?

Hard to believe, but true.

It's gets worse. I started the day crabby. Who gets up and gets started so early? No I won't reveal the time we left the house. One man's early is another man's late (in this case woman). We were so very fortunate and blessed--our amazing son-in-law, Bobby, who had many other things to do, drove us to the airport--in his wonderful, comfy van.

As we were about to get on the plane, Luke told me that we weren't going to stop between flights. And I got mad. I hate non-stop flights. For many reasons, some reasonable and some just plain spoiled me reasons -- no Starbucks coffee. Let's say that I wasn't nice to Luke. My inner dialogue was angel vs devil. Let's say that the angel didn't win this time.

My only claim to a good deed is that I would have been even crabbier. Oh yes.

Then my good angels arranged for a special blessing for me. The plane had to wait for a large group of passengers who would be late. I got to get my Starbucks and People magazine, and still get back to the plane in plenty of time.

Revived, I was extra sweet to Luke, but I can't call that a GD. I call it extra angel dust that brushed off on him.

7/30/10 What no GD"s again?

7/29/10 No GD's today

Yesterday, Luke and I packed for our California trip. That's it. We packed and I picked up a few last minute items form N.M. But I didn't do any GD's. I wracked my brain but no--not even a tiny GD.

I get a bit crabby when I pack to travel--especially for long periods of time.

However, I did do all my Hatha Yoga. So I did a good deed for my own body. It's important to take care of the body/temple that God gave for your use.

And also, I tried not to be too crabby with Luke, which was hard. I wonder if that counts.

7/28/10 GD not jumping on a loved one--even when you are mad

Luke and I have been working on a single issue for a long time--cell phone communication. Luke is brilliant--he can and has done everything he ever set his mind to. He seems to be able to shift events even those that appear to be stacked against him. So when he tells me that he just can't use his cell phone . . . .

Finally, after many, many years, Luke sees that it would be more respectful to me to carry and keep his cell phone on --so we can communicate. Today, we really needed to keep in touch. I was going in one direction and he was going in another. When I tried to call him, guess what--his phone was turned off.

I got mad. By the time I got home, I was even more angry. BUT . . . quietly I told him how I felt. The good deed was --quietly-- and I was able to pull back on anger. So . . . we didn't fight.

Good Deed no 2: We were leaving Em and Bobby's home, heading for Handel's Ice Cream. Luke was supposed to follow Bobby (who knew where he was going). We didn't have our GPS and he wouldn't follow Bobby. He got turned around and did something in traffic (well I won't say, but it wasn't safe). In the past, I would have told the kids--partly because it scares me . . .

and partly because I'm angry. Don't risk my car and my safety. Eventually we found our way to Handel's. I didn't say anything. We ate our ice cream with peace and good feelings.

GD's carry blessings.

7/27/10 Busy day but I take time to do a GD

This was a busy, busy day, but I took time this a.m. to write a long e-mail to my little sis. She's going to Africa, and has never been out of the country. She's nervous. So I gave her my to do list. She'll be able to follow with her own stuff. Barb is very busy herself and was grateful to have the blue print.

I gave up some of my a.m. stuff, but felt so good.

7/25/10 Teaching from the heart

It takes a lot to prepare to teach a meditation class. I prepare and open my heart, we all invite the Divine to come and be with us. The whole class helps to create a sacred space.

This morning, I was well prepared. I've been doing my own practices with more and more focus. I felt that Bapaji was in the room. Everyone else felt it as well.

The class was pure magic. At the end of class, we bless the world. Deepak Chopra said that you can't create peace by what you do outside; you have to create peace within--and that true peace has the power to change the world. I shared with the class a personal experience: this year I helped to create peace and love in a difficult relationship--through the power of prayer and meditation.

This class was a blessing to my students, but also to me. My whole day was blessed. Thank you God.

7/25/10 Sharing My Energy with Littles

This morning was the fourth day I hadn't exercised. But the Little's wanted to spend the morning with me. I let them. We played with bears and with my pink lion that Luke gave me for valentine's day. Violet loves pink lion. She said that the lion is nice and a mommy.

7/23/10 Small sacrifices bring happiness to all

For many reasons, my morning yoga is very important to me. I missed thursday and friday and I didn't want to miss this morning. But . . . as soon as I was awake, the little kids were in my room wanting to play. I offered my sacrifice to God and then felt happy to play with the littles. Sometimes it's hard to play with both kids at the same time--Xavier is almost 8--he wants to play boy games, and Violet is just three and wants to play bears and dollies. Somehow, I manage to play with both and sometimes manage to get them on the same page. They are both sweet and imaginative. Xavier showed me something interesting. I'm not ready to share ( a meditation technique).

Because I was willing to share my time, Em and her sister got to spend time together and have lunch. That made them very happy.

I tend to be pokey and to let important things slip by. Xavier wanted to see the new moive, "Despicable Me," and I promised to take him. It would have been easy to laze out of my promise. Kids have no choice. The adult won't take them and they can't go. So I got myself together and Luke and I took him. What an uplifting movie and what a great experience to share with our grandson.

That evening, Mary Kate joined us for dinner. Then she and I took Xavier to another movie--such a bonding experience. This movie was deep and spiritual--"The Last Airbender." We would probably have missed this great experience --if I didn't push myself to share with Xavier. Not to mention MK's GD of driving and magically finding the way to a new movie theatre.

7/23/10 It's easy to make someone smile

I worked at Nature's Market today. An older couple came in to take advantage of our sale.

The woman looked old and used up. Her skin was grey and very lined and she didn't smile. She kind of dragged around. Her husband was happier and looked a lot younger (maybe he wasn't.)

When they came to check out, I thought what a grouchy lady. And other non flattering things. Then I opened a conversation with her. I asked her and her husband how many years they'd been married, and then I smiled and asked how they met. She smiled from her heart as sweet memories came up for her. By the time they left the store, she her mood was light and happy.

I'll bet they talk about old times and feel the love.

7/22/10 GD in marriage, conversation w Danika

Sometimes, Luke gets nervous and comes at me with bursts of energy that feel like a critique. I respond with my loud voice and no play. I knock him out of the water before he can get me. Today, I listened. What was he saying. He was saying that, too often, I let good food go to waste because I don't use left overs before they go bad. I don't want to do that. Why waste.

So I listened and responded kindly and from my deeper heart. I left my ego in the closet and brought my spiritual self instead. GD's blossomed and the atmosphere felt blessed.

It affected the rest of our day.

I got a light treatment. Danika is my tech and I've been working with her for years. We know about each other's families and can talk easily. We talked about GD's. She mentioned the same thing I spoke about yesterday, just simply being there for other people. When her daughter, who does her part in school and at home, asked for a puppy, Danika listened and heard that it would be good. She said yes to a Beagle mix. That's what her daughter wanted. The pup had brought a lot of joy to their household. Some extra work, but mostly joy.

7/21/10 Just being there

What is a good deed? I'm thinking about that. Mary Kate asked me that when I started this project. I learning. It's not just --ok -- I'll do this deed for someone else's benefit and that will be it.

Today I explored being there. Just being there for others. Letting someone know that you have their back. That you believe in them. Even if you aren't friends, and you won't see much of them. You know that God lives in them, and that they can do whatever they need to do. Sometimes, I offer prayer. Words can't always help. You say, it'll be all right. If the person doesn't believe that, the words won't do any good. Prayer always helps. On a subtle level pray can be so much more than words.

Luke and I were feeling overwhelmed by our basement. We have stuff from our kids, our stuff and stuff that just seems to appear. We were scared to go down there and start the process of cleaning up. We have these great shelves. They could help us to organize the rest of the house. But the shelves are crowded with stuff . . . The floor space is crowded with stuff. It smells and it's dirty. I didn't even realize.

Luke was scared. I supported him and he supported me. We started in one corner and did as much as we could. I'm good at organizing a project. Luke sees where to start. We went for it. Then we gave things away: we made three piles for three different types of charities. And while we were at it, we found our the photo we took with Don Ho, when we visited his club in Hawaaii.

7/20/10 Sending info to a friend

I tend to put things off. My really good friend Judy has gluten intolerance. Like so many people, she can't find decent tasting bread. Luckily, one of my customers told me about a bread that does taste good. I went beyond my usual procrastination and sent her the name of the bread and where to find it. I did it the same day that she asked about it.

Contemplation: I was looking at my bedroom windows. I could see trees in full summer array. Greens against a blue sky with white clouds peeping out. I thought those windows are a living painting. A window is art that changes with the times and with the seasons.

I'm working hard to encourage my little sister. She going to Africa to meet her boy friend. She's never traveled before and she's scared. I got this image of someone winning a trip on t.v. They'd be jumping up and down and shouting . . . "Yay! I won a fabulous trip to Africa. " When I told her about the image she got happy.

7/19/10 Meditation Class, lunch with Mindy

When I teach meditation, I step back and share my teacher's precious work. Sometimes, I wake up lazy and I think I don't want to teach that day. I go anyway--GD. When I get to Mindful Movement, even if only one person comes to class, I feel instantly blessed to absorb myself in Divine energy. Everyone has a beautiful, divine soul. It's amazing to mediate amid the glory of other people's higher Self. So I do a GD and I'm uplifted myself.

This morning, I taught my meditation class. It was beautiful and peaceful for all.

7/18/10 someone from my past appears . . . .

I make breakfast. I'm getting ready for work. Outside my window . . . I see a car in my driveway. Not a happy sight. Who would pay a surprise visit on a Sunday morning? Luke just got out of the shower and he's not answering the door. Could it be a religious group?

The door bell rings. I don't want to answer but . . . I do. There is Mike C. Mike used to be our wonderful gardener. He was old but so bare. He'd climb on roof tops . . . whatever had to be done. Then he got too old and had a few health issues. We haven't seen him in years.

He was all dressed up for Church but he didn't look well. For people who don't know me--I'm not a hugger, I don't like to touch. It's just not how I express myself. Mike wanted a hug and I reached out to an old, sick person and gave him a hug and a prayer.

He asked if I'd let his nephew , 16, help with our garden. I knew that he'd be so happy, because he could mentor his nephew. Mike lives to help and to mentor people. I thought. Yes. And that was my GD for the day. I'm so happy.

7/17/10 I remembered to ask for book for Luke

This was a nice day. A day when, as usual I am showered with the golden light of grace. I didn't do much in the way of good deeds.

Well, let's see --- maybe I can count taking care of the body that God lent to me for this life time. I washed my hair. I did all my yoga exercises. (I don't always want to. The lazy me says --- skip it for today) I always feel better when I do.

Luke hasn't felt well. It's been extra hard for him the last few days. It's no doubt time to heal.

We were having breakfast with Emme this afternoon. She wanted to come in and see how the kitchen remodel is going. When Luke was upstairs, I told Emme to be extra nice to him because he wasn't feeling well. Maybe it was a GD because I let her know to be extra compassionate. AND during lunch, she came up with what might be an answer to L's problem. I'll let you know. He felt more hopeful after Emme came up with her good idea.

It was my turn to pick the movie tonight. Luke and Mary Kate did not want to see the same show that I did. I went with the movie they wanted to see. I loved it and they loved it. So, GD works for all.

7/16/10 Luke does good deed for me

This morning, a woman called. She has a problematical life. She likes to talk to Luke about it.

The man that she's in love with doesn't love her. It's an old story. He's not the kind of man who can be faithful. She knew that when they got involved. When you're lonely, it doesn't always matter. I don't mind talking to her. Luke isn't a fan, but he tries to be nice.

This morning, Luke and I had an appointment. I knew he wouldn't want to talk to anyone. So, I took the call and spoke with her for awhile. Her problem is sad with no easy answer. But I let her talk and maybe she felt better. Anyway, I started my day with that GD.

I had 1/2 hr before work . . . well, what I did with my time was to write an e-mail to my sister. She has a huge life changing event coming up. She's been writing to a man from Africa. Now she's thinking about going to Africa to meet him and his daughter. She's scared. She's never traveled. People are telling her awful things. Even I'm scared.

So I made a list of all the things she needs to get done--before she steps on that plane. It took time. Then, when I got home from work, I called my sister. We talked about all the aspects of international travel--especially under these stressful circumstances. So . . . then I got tired. But we had a long talk.

Luke's GD to me. I saw a crazy little bug running around the floor. I hate bugs. Luke was doing something else, but he came down to save me.

7/15/10 Playing with Violet

Luke and I are enjoying more harmony in our relationship. We can talk about hard subjects more easily, because good will is expanding from the seeds of GD's.

We drove to B town to spend time with Rain and her family. Xavier was at camp, so we got the chance to play with Violet. I brought her two new books about ballet (her love) and a great sticker book so we had plenty of choices.

I prepare for my GD by having activities in gramma's purple bag that the kids will enjoy. Also snacks. One snack bag with cheerios, one snack bag with 11 M&M's and so on. Most of the snacks are good food.

Violet and I watched two "Wonder Pet" adventures. After day care, she likes to relax with some t.v. Then she was ready to read and play a cool sticker game. I let her take the lead. She designs the structure of our time together and the structure of our game.

Today's sticker book contained LOTS of sparkly stickers. She loved them. Today's game was to pick out all the cat stickers and put them on a big sheet of white paper. Then we offered the cats sticker food--like sticker cup cakes, ice cream cones and berries.

Violet can read cursive. I didn't know that until today. She's three.

7/14/10 GD's in your relationship can change world

The hardest place to do a DG is in your own intimate relationships.

I know that I can take my husband for granted, expect him to read my mind, come up to my standards . . . you know . . . the things that steal joy--that cover light with darkness.

Today Luke and I were driving to the Chiro. Sometimes we fight. A topic came up that could have brought us down. I turned away and peace came.

OK. Every year we go to a music festival in California. I don't like to spend two and 1/2 weeks of my summer at Bear Valley, but it's a joyful musical experience for Luke. He loves it and has an opportunity to make music with old friends and some great artists. So, I go and support him.

I do my best to have fun. There's a person on the board that I don't care for. We got into it last summer. If I mentioned this to Luke, he'd feel bad. Why should I bring him down.

My Chiro has a quiet wisdom. I respect him. So I told him the problem. He said, " When a person acts ugly, it's usually pain from their own past. Give it to God and move on to higher and better thoughts. " So I did.

I chose not to bring Luke down and that was the GD. The result was more spiritual freedom for me and a light that almost made me laugh.

The second GD: My mother-in-law, know as Nana, lives in a dark place . She feels bad, her friends are dead, and her mind is dimming. She's depressed. I thought some vitamins might help. I would also like to provide a Nana sitter, someone to keep her company --so she wouldn't be alone so much. But Nana being Nana, is not easy to help. She wants to be extra pathetic. Maybe she's just afraid of change. I don't know. I've wanted to move forward and get some help for her--for some time. It's been a stop and waster of my mental energy. My block.

So . . . instead of worrying--would Nana take vitamins from me or not? I should do something but I don't. Today . . . I called Nature's Market and I ordered vitamins to be sent to Nana. If she takes them, she does, and she'll feel better. If she doesn't . . . it's up to God. I did my GD, now it's up to Him.

7/13/10 Not saying mean stuff, helping a friend

This morning I was talking to someone ----and she asked me a question. If I had answered honestly, she would have felt bad. So, I lied and she felt great. I think of that as a good deed. Something in me wanted to say it like it was but . . . what would it accomplish to hurt someone. Why? It couldn't accomplish anything.

In late afternoon, I went to Nature's Market to pick up a few things for Rain and her family. I never do this shop on Tuesday, I shop on Wednesday for our Thursday trip to Bloomington . Tomorrow, (wednesday), I have a lot to do. So . . . . MKate was there. (It's her store) She looked stressed. In the old days, we used to process fresh fish for sale. I cut the fish and MKate bagged it . Since my accident, I haven't been able to stand for long periods. And we haven't done fresh fish for business reasons.

There was 50 lbs of fish in the frig. Who was going to help? It's not easy to cut the slices of fish into proper weight portions. I have a good eye, so I did the cuts very well. I was there to shop and then home to rest before teaching my yoga class.

But. . . MKate is my best friend and she needed help. I was able to stand for an hour, and I cut the fish just right. MKate didn't have to slave and we had fun.

7/12/10 Going beyond my temper

Yes, I can get mad. Well, I'm not proud of it, but there it is. When I'm mad, the inner yogi goes --what a waste of good energy. Sigh.

Luke and I were having a fight. He said things that made me so mad. What I wanted to do was . . to say something mean and awful to him. Later I told him that there's a lion cub inside me that wants to bite when she gets mad.

Here is the inner conversation that I had with myself: I told Luke that I'm mad about what he said. Then I left it up to God. I don't really want to crush Luke with words. What for? What could it accomplish? I'd like to come to a conclusion that we'd both be happy with--both learn from. Could happen. Why not.

I count that as a good deed. I resisted the knee jerk, and didn't poison our relationship with words.

Here's what I thought about on 7/10/10

"The days of our lives are filled with the opportunity to do deeds and think thoughts that bring

more peace and hopefulness to others. And with these acts of light--though silent and

unobserved--comes joy. This joy fills the world. We need more and more people who do good deeds and think light thoughts and then the world will be pulled out of darkness and brought into the Kingdom of light.

Also:

"Suppose someone gave me a bag of magic seeds that I could plant anytime -- some seeds were made of light and would grow into beautiful trees , plants and flowers--delicious fruits and veggies; seeds that would bring joy into the world. In this bag were dark seeds as well-- plants that would create harm. Which seeds should I plant? What if I'm annoyed or angry. What if I'm right to be angry? "

Enough said.

7/11/10 Keeping my word

I went to Nature's Market today. I work on Sundays. I like to work Sundays. My friend MG is there and we have the best time working together.

It's on open canvass for good deeds. People come for help and you can--if you want to.

I worked with a woman today. I've talked to her many times before, but today she needed help with her daughter. The girl is young , 12-- I think, and she's afraid at night. She wants to sleep in her parents room or she doesn't feel safe.

We talked about giving her a spiritual center--a place she can go when the world is scary. I offered her some Bach flower remedies for night time. A homeopathic to begin the process of de-stressing this young girl. Her mom felt good when she left NM. She felt like she'd seen hope.

I tend to make promises and then I don't follow up. I have a person's information. I really want to help them. Day after day. Day after day--I don't do anything. I stress over it: I write notes to myself, reminding myself to make the call or e-mail. Finally, I lose the person's info or forget who they are or am too embarrassed to call. So I throw out their info and feel bad.

Yesterday, I met Greg and promised to send him Braco's information. I didn't do it last night.

Danger. Beware. Tonight after family dinner at Laxmi and Dan's, I came home and . . . I sent Grey the info. This is a good deed that took me past my old blocks. I'm smiling and I hope that Greg will smile too.

7/10/10 Mallow Run

I had this idea that it would be fun to have the luxe dinner at Mallow Run Winery. The Carmel Symphony plays a holiday concert there, and Luke is the Concert Master of the orchestra. So . . . Mary Kate and I go.

The luxe dinners were $45. 00. I picture an indoor restaurant with sparkling water on ice and fish dinners--yummm but diet worthy. Mary Kate made the reservations and we got dressed up for the luxeness of it all.

Once we got to the venue we learned that the dinner were catered and the two choices were heavy and fattening. The owner didn't feel good about refunding our $$$$, and I don't blame him at all. But he did. The good part of my deep was --I bought two nice bottles of wine from him to kind of make up for his good deed. I'll give them to Rain and Ry and that will be a second GD to come out of a dicey situation.

It was one of those magical days and evenings. Beautiful music, beautiful scenery, hoards of happy people and great food. A taste of heaven.

We sat on the deck next to the wine shop. I looked over and saw a man sitting in a wheel chair. I thought I'd like to share the healer with him. It seemed so hard for me, like climbing a mountain. What if he got mad? What if he yelled at me? What if . . . . (If I could just reach the kryptonite)

At the last moment, I did it. The concert was over. People were headed for home. Just as his friend was getting set to wheel him to his car--I went over and shared what I'd seen on the video and what my friend, J.B. had told me. He was happy to learn of it and he gave Luke his information. We had a great uplifting talk with Greg and with a friend of his. The good feelings and the blessings were flying. I will e-mail him the info that J.B. sent to me. And maybe, just maybe he and I will both be healed.

7/9/10

This morning I was ordering coffee. We get our coffee from " Porto Rico Coffee " from New York City--great coffee at a great price. The guy who usually helps me is a Scot with strong feelings about his traditions. He and I have talked. He's a singer/actor and travels with a show that he's created from the spirit and the words of Robert Burns.

I write lyrics for praise songs. I had this idea that he might add one of my songs to his show. I sent off my CD and heard nothing. And more nothing. So I got it that he didn't like my CD, and I was disappointed. When next I ordered coffee, I asked him. He did like my songs, a lot, but they wouldn't fit in with the theme of his show. So. . . . moving on.

He asked me if I could help him get a concert out here. Even a small one at a festival. I didn't feel motivated to help. I have connections but . . . .

Back to this morning. I ordered coffee and scottish accent answered. Rain works for I.U. She might be able to help him. So . . . I gave him her business e-address. He was so happy. It made his day--just the chance. And I felt . . . happy too.

7/8/10 Good Deeds in Bloomington

On Thursday, Luke and I go to B town to visit kids and grandkids. Today we had to squeeze blood tests into the mix. Get up early --leave the house without a shower (ugg)-- and sit in a cold little waiting room . We are half asleep. We had to do a semi fast, no eating after dinner and no coffee in the a.m. i.e. fast asleep while sitting in this icy waiting room. Ugly. Yes. Couldn't they put is some art of a happy wall color? But no.

The technician seemed cold when Luke asked questions. Ugg.

Then it was our turn. Larry went first. He didn't yell, so I thought it couldn't be that awful. I asked him. He said that the tech was the best and that he didn't even feel the prick. Humm. Was he telling the truth.

She smiled. I guess that she doesn't get that many compliments. She warmed up and the whole room filled up with sunshine. The power of a good deed . (Luke's but I got the benefit) It's hard to take blood from me. My veins are small and kind of hidden. The tech was good , very good. She found a way to take my blood without hurting me or even making me black and blue.

At home again, we went on with our morning. Luke had to go back to the lab. We were edging on being late. After I did my chores, I went into the garage and packed the frozen food--usually Luke's job. He was so glad to drive into the garage and find everything packed and ready. My good deed. It made Luke happy, so I felt happy too.

O.K. Contemplating good deeds. Maybe they are acts that are hard to do. Something that you wouldn't ordinarily do. You have to stretch and even sacrifice. Luke pointed out that we share our $$$ with our kids and grandkids by bringing healthy food and vitamins for them. We gain a good warm feeling inside. We like to help. So good deeds make your own life richer and fuller.

The final GD for this day, we were at Rain and Ry's. I was watching an animal movie with the kids and Luke was talking with Rain. He wanted to head for home. I would usually support him and we'd be on our way. This time I thought it was in everyone's best interest for us to stay and be with family. I took the time to think it through instead of a knee-jerk response. As we were heading for home, we agreed that the family time was blessed.

Then, I realized the Le Bron James t.v. show was going to be while we were driving. I suggested that we listen on the radio. Luke was so happy. When you make someone else happy, you feel happy .

7/7/10 Serendipity leads to good deed

Sometimes Luke is crabby. At those times, if I can accept him as he is, and be quiet--it's a good deed that leads to harmony in our relationship.

Mary Kate has been talking about a woman (I'll call her Zoey) We've know Zoey for many years. Lately, she's been helping a family member who has had a hard, hard life. The family member--a young woman we'll call Jane--has so much courage. Jane had a gothic childhood and now she's out of a job. She's having a hard time getting food, housing , all the necessities of life. Zoey stood forward to help. She's being an angel to Jane. I'm impressed.

Mary Kate talked to me about her desire to help. I knew that I wanted to provide food.

I was going shopping and voila there was Zoey, coming out of the market. I stopped her and told her that I wanted to do a little shopping for Jane. And that was my good deed for this day. It made me smile.

Oh yes. I watered my plants again. AND I wrote a note to Evan (step-grandson) . Evan is at camp. Last year I didn't write to him.

Wow. A shower of good deeds.

7/7/10

Recently, I viewed a DVD of a Croatian healer. Among his suggestions: DO A GOOD DEED EVERY DAY.

I thought--yes, I can do that. I've been working on it for about a week. It's not as easy as I thought. I'm going to record my GD's for the next year and would love to hear from others who are doing the same.

I'm sure there are a lot of people out there who find doing ten good deeds a day easy and rewarding. I'm starting with one and I don't find it easy.

Yesterday, I can home from teaching an evening yoga class. I noticed (what I've been noticing for some time but didn't want to admit it) the plants in my garden are drying up. They need water or they won't survive. My beautiful pink snow ball flowers are folding in on themselves. Yikes.

I have a small excuse. Our hose was damaged. Luke couldn't get it to work. How could I?

Also, I'm hungry when I get home from class at 9 p.m. I want supper, my computer. and maybe a little t.v. --"Cup Cake Wars" my new fav.

My best friend, Mary Kate, comes to class with me. She was dropping me off at home when . . . I realized that I hadn't done my good deed for the day. Mary Kate can fix almost anything. I asked her to help me turn on the damaged hose. MK did her magic hose fixing thing and water came out of the spout.

I stayed with my plants until the driest were watered. It was a good feeling to think of the flowers instead of myself. This morning the snow balls were already looking better. I'll water again this evening.