Weekend Reads v. 8.11.2024
I hit my peak at age 5.
Honestly, I wonder at times if my best days were lived before the age of 6. I kid! But sometimes I do sincerely wish I had not rushed through those early years, longing for days to pass so that birthdays and weekends and Christmas would hurry up and arrive. One day I will look back on today and wish I had not rushed through it in a mad race to the next day.
I’m headed to Baltimore this weekend to see a favorite band, and I am determined to move slowly through the hours. My goal is to keep the schedule light and to count up all the magic and goodness I see in the world around me. There’s hope to be found if you go looking for it.
Some reads for your weekend:
No clue how the Zoomers will weigh in on these leggings with major sweat pant vibes, but here they are.
“The time to start aging your eggnog is now.” Hey, I don’t write these things, I merely send them to you for amusement or bewilderment.
Why it’s so flippin’ hard for Americans to get bank accounts when they live o…
