I was thinking (again, again) about the things in our lives that help formulate our early concepts of reality, the ways in which we define our lives and set our goals. The following was posted on an office bulletin board (oooh, and by the way, if you are coming to the party Saturday and sitting at home wondering “what should I bring?”, I really need a corkboard. thanks. or a bottle of rum. hmm.): What I learned from Mr. Rogers. It’s nice. So many people remember to give credit where due that ones deep-laden optimism just has to be rejuvenated once in a while. (OH! & Eternal Sunshine just got released. ANOTHER great housewarmer…) But before you get too giddy on the inspirational heights that may be attained, check THIS out. Humbling, huh? Oh wait, that was the wrong link. Try this…. Yeah. I know. That’s like my best attempt ever, in total! Not just one try. I’m so ashamed. I think I’ll crawl under my covers now.

P.S.
(This should have come much earlier but I’m a rude, callous friend. Bobbie, THANK YOU for coming to L.A., THANK YOU for the very beautiful pictures o f the Philippines, THANK YOU for the introduction to Goldilocks and The Red Ribbon, THANK YOU for bowling and all that that means, and THANK YOU for your continued faith.)

One Response to “Mr. Rodgers”

1. Bobbie Says:
   September 29th, 2004 at 7:42 am

   Girl, you don’t have to apologize nor thank me for everything. The pleasure was all mine. You were a wonderful host and I enjoyed meeting everyone and having a great vacation. I love you batty.

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