There is a school of thought that tells us that our work life

is separate from the “fun part” of our life…

That what we do for a living is painful drudgery

and holds no place in our list of enjoyable things to do.

Do you believe this?

I don’t.

Although I missed one of my favorite journalists in the FT this week, (Stephen Stern), there was a special treat in the Business Life section on Tuesday… the author of both “In Search of Excellence” and “The Little Big Things”, Tom Peters. His article was titled “Kindness Can be the Hardest Word of All”.

Today as I was checking out at the grocery store the cashier noticed the paper towels that I was purchasing. She insisted that Brawny was a better choice. She claimed that they absorb better and were a better value.

This past week I was summoned to jury duty. About 50 of us were selected for a panel of jurors for a trial. In the first 18 of our group to be interviewed by the judge and attorneys was a potential juror who consistently gave too much information and was way too familiar with those interviewing her.

This past weekend Robin Lane Fox, FT Horticulture Correspondent, wrote an article chronicling his 40 years of writing about Gardening at the Financial Times.

Tonight my daughter and I watched a movie that inspired me greatly. It’s called Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium, a story about Mr. Magorium, an intriguing man, and his magical retail shop.

Is Home Decor really important? It’s not oxygen. It’s not water. Do we truly need to spend time & money on things to use and admire in our homes?

As I mourn the loss of a dear friend, I realize that the memories that bring me the most grief are the simple moments of a smile from her, the straight-forward advice that was dispensed in a half-minute, a touch of her hand or a look of concern. It’s the little things that happened that made the difference in our relationship. It’s the little things that occurred that bring on the most tears now that she’s gone. Little acts of kindness made a big impact on our relationship.

Last night I watched my friend, Chef Carmen Gonzalez, go through what had to be one of the most gut-wrenching experiences of her career.

What? Wait! No… It’s a leap year.We actually have 329 days, right? That’s 10 months….

Wrong!

Don’t kid yourself!