1. I think that the last seven days have dispensed some crazy lousy news, and I do NOT want the rest of the year to follow suit.
2. I think that the only way to deal with crazy lousy news is to go make-up shopping and for lunch with some girlfriends.
3. I think that this week I've done a better job of walking the line between trust when Callum tells me that he doesn't feel great and reason about how sick he really is.
4. I think that the best part of the weekend ahead is NO PLANS.
5. I think that I must remember to hold things lightly and that everything will be okay in the end. The Quakers have it right, if I'm patient, the way will open.