This morning I stepped barefoot across the stone floor, moving out of the bedroom to greet the new day, and what did my wandering feet behold? A small pile of grit in the doorway, grit that wasn't there when I went to bed. I looked up to see a new hole in my star-vault stone ceiling, a hole made by ants chomping through the stones. I didn't actually see any ants this morning, but I saw them last summer, marching across the ceiling and chewing the stone, and far too frequently falling into bed with me! No one told me about this when I expressed my romantic fantasy of living in an old European stone farmhouse. And this morning I wonder why there is a "yuck factor" to ants falling into my bed that I don't feel when my three little dogs burrow between the sheets!Read More
First, an editorial comment. Time magazine’s 2011 person of the year is not Steve Jobs, as we might have expected, but The Protestor. I count myself a member of this corporate person because I finally took a big and necessary risk. There are seven billion human ways to join ranks. Do it your way for a change. I’m not joking when I say that you house all the creativity of the universe, so use it. Just be you and try doing something new and interesting because it feels good.
Madame Anne’s predictions: The year 2012 will be a year of great transformation, the end of an era. This is my first prediction.Read More