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1. I need to find something to wear before Saturday. I have nothing to wear. I hate shopping with such a narrow frame of purpose. But I have to look nice. The man I am remembering was nothing short of natty.

2. I may actually be marginally more intelligent today for having eaten breakfast. Stay tuned. No… wait. Nope.

3. Organic berries are 9000 times better than non-organic ones. I mean, I knew. But I didn’t KNOW.

4. I have to start submitting things again. And often. This little writing career of mine needs a major ass-kick.

5. Why does Vancouver get cloudy on the weekends?

6. I have no idea what I feel like eating anymore. I used to want different things in mini-cravings all the time. Like, “Oooh! I’m going to have THAT for dinner!” Now I just have NO CLUE.

7. If you were going to buy a new mattress, where would you go? Department store? Mattress store? Which ones are best? Do you have a great mattress yourself? I think I need a new one. Pillows, at least. I’m waking up creaky.

8. Is 33 just a creaky age?

9. I just bought myself a yoga ball. I love rolling around on it with my body completely suspended in mid-air. Closest thing to flying. Or maybe just the closest thing to flying with the aid of a marshmallow.

I’m still a bit up to my neck in life and emotion at this point, and most of the entries I go to write feel a little forced or beyond the point or too raw to put up for public consumption.

I promise to write soon, but for now?

I think I’ll just be quiet a little longer.

If you have any questions or concerns or haiku or good salad dressing recipes or declarations of undying love, please feel free to email me at megATmegfowlerDOTcom.

Much love.

Alexander George “Sandy” Fowler

October 9, 1924 — May 25, 2007

To my grandpa, my Poppa:

You were the most loving, the wisest, the strongest, the most stubborn, the most funny, the kindest.

You prayed for me every single day.

It’s been a rough couple of years for you, and I know you wanted to go and be with Jesus. Now you’re there, and I know you’re happier and more comfortable than we could ever make you here.

But I will miss you more than I can express.

Love you.

“Keep your stick on the ice.”