Love does not consist of gazing at each other,
but in looking outward together in the same direction.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry~
UGHS AND JOYS, in which we journal our one-to-three highs and one-to-three lows of the day, more or less.
Okay, let’s get the UGHS out of the way…..
The shooting in Orlando sucks. And it serves as another reminder that we value the right of certain people (not everyone) to do whatever the hell they want more than we value the right of everyone to live safely in this country.
I spend a lot of time researching places to live and I would sign up in a second for a place where all guns are banned.
As an advocate for increased resources for the treatment of mental illness, I assure you that making change in healthcare privacy laws is just slightly harder than making changes in gun laws.
I didn’t get outside enough on Monday. I spent more time than usual in the car (ugh) and less time than usual in the woods.
I had to apologize to the dog ten times over.
But we’ll just do double woods the rest of the week, so it all works out.
I ate the last Fruttare. 😦
These bars are addictive. And amazing.
And, as the 12-year old niece likes to say, each one has four servings of fruit!
I have no idea whether that’s actually correct but I’m tired of debating facts with her and losing.
Never enter into debate with someone who watches YouTube around the clock.
I met with someone today who has a similar vision of a social impact licensing business. It’s very exciting. And hopeful. And even if we don’t end up partnering, it’s nice to fee closer to finding the right combination of partners for social impact licensing.
It feels like doing GOOD work is much closer to happening.
And that feels really GOOD.
Somebody gave me a zipfizz yesterday. He even mixed it into a bottle of water for me and shook it appropriately after observing me shake it ineffectively.
Is ineffectively even a word?
So this stuff is supposed to make me feel like a better man. Or something like that.
I have no idea whether it worked but I’ll say this: I felt GREAT just hoping it would work.
I’ll give it a month and get back to you. If I don’t get back to you, it might have killed me.
School is out for summer for one niece. The others end school next week.
No school means more sleepovers.
That’s Joy. That’s Yay. That’s Fun. ❤
Switching gears, today’s strip was an ode to coffee.
Because it’s coffee.
Hope your ughs are few and your Joys great.