ive years ago I reached one of those birthday milestones. Being someone who prizes symbols and significant gestures, I wanted to do something with my closest friends to acknowledge the occasion. And also being someone who was only a year and a half into the new venture of launching myself into the world on my own, it was easy to think of the perfect way to capture the moment. I treated myself to a dramatic cake to set the tone for the evening. Chocolate, of course. As we enjoyed the endorphin rush, I passed out blank note cards and pens and asked my guests to write down where they'd like to be in their lives in five years' time. Then we sealed the cards, wrote our names on the outside, and I gathered them up and tucked them in a dresser drawer and waited.
I waited for five years to pass. I kept the cards where I wouldn't forget about them. I waited for my 2012 birthday to arrive. And when it did, I tore open the padded mailer I had sealed them all in and dug out my own message to my future self. At my side was a dear, dear friend I had come to think of as a soulmate, and I wanted to show this person that I had been hoping for a relationship like ours long before we met. The card was dated 09/01/07, and I had written,
In five years, I hope to embrace myself without reservation.
I hope to have my children securely launched into their futures.
I hope to have followed my passion to a place where music plays even more of a role in my life.
And I hope to have found a partner I can share my passion with.
Well, three out of four ain't bad. Still making headway with goal number 1. But with both my children finding success in college and with my skill as a musician finding more and more outlets and even more importantly with my passions having found a special someone to share them with, I think 2012 has turned out better for me than that Mayan calendar seemed to predict. This is the week of Thanksgiving here in the U. S., and I, looking for the significant gesture as always, am spending the holiday bringing that special someone cross country to be by my side.
I sent the unopened cards to other friends, and they've written back to say they appreciated seeing their goals in print. One friend had successfully retired, though he was still working on paying off his house. Another friend said she hadn't given up on her hopes either—they were all still in the works. I enjoyed the exercise of looking ahead. I know life is not about the destination. It's about the journey. But I like to think that every journey is made up of separate stages. We complete one leg of it, and then we're entitled to take a moment, catch our breath, and then launch into the next stage. I'm excited to report that I find myself catching my breath at the moment. My 2012 checklist seems to have guided me where I find myself today. And now I'm in the process of setting new goals and throwing myself into the next stage.
Stay tuned!
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Swedish Hasbeens free shipping
I got the e-message the other day that Swedish Hasbeens is continuing their free shipping to the U. S., but I noted on their website that that same free shipping applies to customers in Canada and France as well.
Free Shipping to the United States & New Rubber Wedge StyleSince you have all requested free shipping we just want to say that we will continue with free U.S. shipping due to popular demand. Save $55! |
Personally, I remain more enamored of their clogs than their recent non-wood-soled excursions, but that discount certainly makes me give some thought to adding another one of their styles to my collection.
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Really old clogs
Spotted this on the website AIBOB, subtitled Blog of a Bored Engineer. He has a number of antique shoes posted on his Oldest Shoes Compilation, but naturally the ones labeled "clogs" caught my eye. Especially the pair on the left with their massive wood bases.
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Really young clog fan
Regular reader Pips sent along these photos of a burgeoning clog fan in her household. She writes,
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[On my feet as I blog: well, I had my Beet Root colored XRAY clogs from Bernardo Footwear on during the day. But that was before I fell asleep on the sofa after a late night phone call with my sweetie. Now I'm dressed for bed with a pair of my Sven Clogs Bikers! on my feet.]