I love the early morning hours. Everything is still and peaceful. I am definitely a morning person and always have been. I was the first one up as a child and many times was found in the hallway playing here comes the bride with my dolls at three in the morning. I guess it could be looked at as a blessing or a curse. Continue reading
Power of the Moment
Color
We are having our house painted. It’s been years since we did so I don’t remember the specifics I needed to know to have the work done. I tell myself, being a makeup artist, I am very good with picking color. But then again a house is much bigger than a face. Last time I was dead on but this time I wanted something different. Something more alive. Something not like other homes I have seen in the neighborhood. No, I didn’t go fire engine red but I did go a tad out of my comfort zone.
Color is a very strong word in so many ways. It can describe a canvas, a mood, an emotion or well, a color. We know all of the obvious. Red for anger, green for envy or jealous, black for death but also for chic, yellow for sunny and happy and white for pure. But then there are the hundreds of shades in between which makes choices tricky. More grey can change the color of green completely.
Costco
Recently I went to Costco. I had gotten a deal on a membership so thought I would give it a shot. Figured early Sunday morning would be my best bet as I don’t like crowds and wanted it to be as painless as possible. I didn’t know what I would find there but always like looking.
Finding a parking space is like winning the lottery in a place that large but I happened to get lucky and found myself inside at the membership counter. Usually there would be a line but today I walked right up to the counter. The woman who helped me could not have been more helpful and friendly. Well, I thought, this is pretty painless so far but was waiting for the ball to drop once I got into the store.