The Beauty of a Mango
I think that blogging once a week is my new goal. Beyond that I just can't seem to make it happen at the moment. So if I can at least write one entry a week I will be satisfied. I started this entry on Tuesday morning. It is Thursday afternoon. See what I mean?

So here are the highlights:

Last weekend was a whirlwind. Full is an understatement. After a drunken fun-filled Thursday night with friends and the new boy (insert big smile here) I spent most of Friday night on my couch relaxing and preparing for an unusual Saturday morning of work.

Saturday was fantastic. i was heading to my conference bright and early-ice coffee and luna bar in hand by 8am and on my way to hear one of my very favorite end-of-life-care speakers, Maria Sirios. She presented a workshop on Boundaries for the Hospice Caregiver and, as usual, she was informative and inspiring. I bought her book and had her sign it. i'm such a nerd. It is a memoir of her internship year spent working with children at the Dana Farber Cancer Institute. it may sound depressing but it is just the opposite. It is life affirming and filled with compassion and reminders of how lucky we all are to be here and to be healthy and simply alive. We can all use that reminder from time to time....

Saturday night and Sunday day were spent with many friends and family. Suprise 40th b-day parties, some late-night live music to support and old friend at a local pub and one of my favorite musicals with my nana. Sweet, fun and relaxing.

Sunday night was by far the pinnacle of the weekend! Date numero 3 with the boy. And as impossible as I thought it might be-he got cuter and sweeter. He shows up at my door holding a mango. why you ask? Well, so did I. "i went to buy you flowers but they were ugly and I know you love fruit. I figured that you would have apples and oranges. But I assumed you wouldn't have a mango." He took me for delicious sushi and we shared the mango for dessert.

What else is there left to say? He gets me. I can't believe it but he does. Here's hoping...