VOLUME UP! (I SO LOVE THIS!)
Thank you Sue W.
I can't sleep…

We have a bad situation here. (Very)
One needs to take personal accountability. Yet, if I could, I would, find anyone, anything, to blame.
The digital Nokia scale (Nokia Body Cardio WiFi Smart Scale in Black) was a Christmas gift from the kids last year. The gift wasn’t a subliminal message, but a blow with a blunt instrument. They see it, I can’t hide it. Man boobs. Pooch maturing to hang belly. And everything else, sliding, down, down, down.
So, for the next ~320 days, the morning ritual is the same. Step on the scale. Step off the scale. The Scale wirelessly sends the data to the iPhone app. The app fires off a notification:
“New weight measurement available. Stepping on the scale every morning and opening Health Mate regularly will help you stay on track.”
Right. Right.
Tuesday:
Nokia alert: “Good job. Your weight is up only 0.3 lbs from the day before.” Monday. Box of chocolates from colleague as a holiday gift along with a thank you note. A constant beckoning presence on my desk, a siren call. I put the conference call on mute. Pop a chocolate covered caramel in my mouth. Close my eyes. Let that blessing melt down my throat. Continue reading “Running Away. From the Salt Benediction.”
An Atlantic puffin holds a mouthful of sand eels on the island of Skomer, off the coast of Wales. (wsj.com, Rebecca Naden, Reuters, July 18, 2017)
“A child scrapes the leftovers from his meager lunch at a refugee camp in Kutupalong, Bangladesh. More than a million Rohingyas, originally from Myanmar, are living without basic amenities in government camps like Kutupalong.”
Source: Sushavan Sandy, Nurphoto, Zuma Press, February 21, 2017, wsj.com