Life is good...

OK. Jordie will not trim his beard nor his hair without a lot of nagging. BUT, when I came home from my Beth Shalom board meeting tonight, I was greeted with a plate of dinner waiting for me -- asparagus, salmon and sweet potatoes. So, I enjoyed that with a glass of wine...just thinking of how good life is. And how good my husband is.

I love sitting at the board meeting tonight. I like volunteer work, like being responsible. I spent the first part of my life being afraid to do anything, too insecure to think I could do anything. But one of the best surprises of adult life is that sometimes you have to just jump in and do it -- and forget that you thought you couldn't.

I had good news today from my sister Lee, all about how things are going with the last week of Ruthie and Gracie's high school at Cathedral. They are going to Loyola in Chicago in the fall. We're going to their graduation from Cathedral Sunday at Clowes Hall.

I love, love, love our new house. I love it that Jordie goes down the street to the little park to play tennis. I love lying in the living room and deciding what to do with the furniture.

I love it that I sit at the kitchen table and look out at the evergreens. (Just beside the window where I watch the sunrise in the morning, I hung a print by Jeremy Bazur called "Joe and the Sunrise." It's of a cup of coffee, and the sunrise, seen through the window. I think this double-sunrise view is pretty neat.)

I've been having all kinds of artistic ideas about the house. It's as if this move has loosened up, shaken up things, made us more free to change. Of course, it will be a while before I can afford to put those artistic ideas into reality!

Time to go to bed, but going to sleep with a smile on my face. Life is good.