I cannot even believe it’s already time to share September’s lessons but here we go! Remember, this is a place to share all kinds of learning, both the silly and the serious. I lean toward sharing the silly since I tend to share the serious every other day. But any and all learning is welcome.
Here are 7 things I learned in September in no particular order.
1. Shark Tank and Sharknado are not, in fact, the same show. Incase there was any confusion in anyone’s life. Besides mine.
2. The bullet journal makes my life simpler.
3. You can put Ryan Gosling’s face on a cake. Or anyone else’s for that matter. Kendra always has the good ideas. And if you’re local, her best idea EVER is to design a Wizard of Oz sugar box which you absolutely need in your life. Click on the image to order!
4. Speaking of sugar, the Pumpkin Spiced Latte has lost its intrigue.
This is hard to admit for someone who once called this cup of frothy October her autumn companion, but things have changed in our six year relationship. The magic is officially gone for me. I don’t know if it changed or if I did, but there you go. Good alternatives for pumpkin: the Starbucks Pumpkin Chai or the Caribou White Chocolate Pumpkin Cooler. Yes, please.
5. Driving to Charlotte at 4:30 am is made much easier listening to Ian Morgan Cron.
I had a few weekly commitments in Charlotte this month so I did a lot of early morning driving. Listening to Ian Morgan Cron read his memoir Jesus, My Father, The CIA, and Me made it not only tolerable but enjoyable. I highly recommend his book.
6. I have another sister and her name is Christa Wells. She’s not technically our sister, but our ideas about art and writing and life blend so well together that she seems sister-like.
We spent the day leading forty writers in music and conversation about writing and art on Saturday at the barn on my sister’s property and it was divine to spend time with these women. I can safely say it’s my favorite event I’ve been part of this year.
7. I already knew this one, but in September I learned again how little control we have over things. Two of the writers who had reserved a ticket for the Writers Barn drove all the way from Florida together and then got sick the night before and couldn’t join us. I didn’t realize what had happened until our day was nearly over and I’m just so sad for it. Dear Sarah, we missed you. xo