The love of money is the root of all evil; the lack of money is the root of all evil. – Robert Kiyosaki
If a person gets his attitude towards money straight, it will help straighten out almost every other area in his life. – Billy Graham
The last six weeks have been a blur of sun and travel; biking, flying, and driving; food, games, movies, and books.
Yes, you know me. There was a lot of books.
I left with four Kindle reads and two hardcovers, but when I arrived at our home-away-from-home, I also wandered to their lobby’s lending library. Always curious to see what others choose to buy then share with others, my eyes landed on a black-lettered green paperback: Moneyball.
From the first pages, Michael Lewis swept me back to adolescence, where September meant less about going back to school and more about the World Series. With each chapter, I returned to the smell of my Grannie’s kitchen and taste of my mom’s apple pie. I went back to the day I paced the front bedroom of my grandparents’ cozy old house, unable to watch as Dave Winfield tried to defy the curse of a 2-2-2 count.
Many of you know that earlier this year my hairdresser of 17 years announced she was moving. I didn’t think much of it, assuming it would be only a few minutes away.
Then she told me it was actually a few hours and a couple ferry rides away.
I admit, the word that came out of my mouth was… ahem, not so graceful. Not very PG.
She laughed at my response. I’ll miss you too, she said.
It’s not just that, I countered. I can’t find another you!
Some of you women may understand me: haircuts, dyes, and styles involve a lot of trust between you the person doing them. You have to believe they aren’t going to make you look ugly, homeless, fatter, or older than you are.
And after awhile, the trust becomes personal. They get you through things. Events, birthdays, banquets, weddings, funerals, holidays, family gatherings… even illnesses (though I haven’t lost my hair from chemo, it’s composition has definitely changed and my hairdresser has helped me adapt).
Even if you don’t know your hairdresser that well, per se, you often leave them (at least a good one) with the sense that they saved your life in a way, and you can relax a little more the next time you go there. Read more