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Baby has been playing at my feet with two empty half-n-half cups for 20 minutes now.

I love McDonald’s. It’s my happy place. They say it’s a happy place, and it is.

So, the Seattle Seahawks won the superbowl a few weeks back and apparently this was a pretty big deal around here. Wish I could tell you that I was one of the 700,000 people that was crowded along a two-mile stretch of downtown Seattle in 30-degree weather to admire the players and take 45 minutes to get across the street, but honestly, it probably sounded more fun than it actually was.

Anyway, I heard the fireworks. That was probably just as cool.

In any case I should probably tie this back to spirituality somehow so here’s something cool and spiritual about the Seahawks I enjoyed reading: Get on the Field

One of my long-term life goals is to walk for like a month straight, stopping only to sleep and eat, Forrest Gump-style. If I had cool adventures (which of course I would), I would write a book about it. This is the first time I have told anyone this. Surprisingly, I am not embarrassed.

Last weekend I went to the Microsoft store to buy a phone. In order to set it up the sales associate had to reset my Live ID password and retrieve the new one from my email. He was nice and otherwise very professional but he kept opening the wrong email. In retrospect I realize that he must have been spying on me.

This flatters me.

My cell phone spent some time in a dust-filled heating duct yesterday and it came out pretty much unscathed.

This inspires me.

In this post I wrote about the Mattress Land my husband and I made in our bedroom. You know, for our kid. But there are other cool things about having a kid, too. Here are a few:

• I get to build forts (why did I ever stop doing that)?
• I get to hear my husband sing.
• I always have a great excuse as to why I didn’t have time to meditate.
• Did I mention wet wipes?

I would write something funny today but all anyone would see would be “football football football fooootbaaaall.”

Oh, and by the way, football football football football. And then she died.

One thing that’s cool about having a kid is that instead of having a regular bed you have two big mattresses on the floor with nothing else in the room, especially lamps.

Yup, that’s right. We sleep in Mattress Land. And yes–yes it is completely awesome.

Who needs lamps when you’ve got … mattresses?

I would write something funny today but on Saturday the movie theater I was in caught on fire and I am still traumatized. Not because anyone got hurt. But because I was the only one who went to an unblocked exit.

(Did I mention that I’m awesome?)

Went to church today and was reminded that now that so many of my 2013 affirmations have come true, it’s time to start a new batch. I’m not going to share them all but here are a few:

• Thank you, God, that my business is exploding this year (in a good way) and that my income from my books equals my client writing income.
• Thank you, God, that I have several very close girlfriends.
• Thank you, God, that I am in constant communication with the Divine.
• Thank you, God, that several of the books I’m working on currently are finished.
• Thank you, God, that any depression that I used to feel is gone.

Go magic.

One way being spiritual makes my life awesome is that when the baby erases everything I just wrote on my laptop, then breaks the mouse as well, I can assume he was working as the agent of an angel or other divine entity, probably to protect me from the full effect of my own awesomeness.

I feel more humbled by just talking about it.

If I had nothing else going for me today, I’m pretty sure I’d still be grateful for wet wipes.

I used to have a secret lover. I only saw him at night–late at night. We’d have dinner together and, as some poet once said, “surfeit ourselves on love.”

Then one day, I decided I couldn’t live like that any longer; I wanted to have a real relationship. I decided we could see each other in public, too, and during the day.

The next morning we ate breakfast together on the patio of my house. I enjoyed his company, but it wasn’t the same. Something was missing. Then I realized what it was: During the day, he was kind of boring.

I still see him once in a while. But now we’re just good friends.

His name is Peanut Butter.

For a long time, I worked very hard so that I could have a good life.

Now, I just use magic.

Consider yourself all caught up.

Promised I’d tell you what my real New Years’ resolution was when I finally got the guts. So here goes: My real New Years’ resolution is to be like Eckhart Tolle and live totally in the moment every single day, and to be in constant communication with God.

The results so far: I’ve failed every single day. But keep in mind that this is only the sixth day of the year. That’s only six failures.

I’m still holding out hope.

In 2013 I: became a stay-at-home-mom; watched my child smile, crawl, walk and talk for the first time; got on a regular (normal-person) sleep schedule; published one book and wrote the first drafts of several more; found a church and made a ton of new friends; learned how to meditate; got more spiritual; got an awesome job; overcame my ten-year eating disorder and totally kicked my diet soda addiction forever.

I don’t remember what my 2013 resolutions were, but I’m pretty sure I’m good.

Happy New Year, y’all. It’s 2014 now, and for me that brings up a major dilemma: How will I ever be able to be as awesome this year as I was last year?

And, with that in mind, a New Years’ resolution: I am going to meditate. I’m not sure how much but like, a lot more.

Wait, I changed my mind. It’s 3:20 and I haven’t even said good morning to God yet, much less stilled my mind.

Note to self: More thought must be given to resolutions.

Last weekend, I had Reiki done on me for the first time. And it was AWESOME.

Basically Reiki is a way of cleansing your chakras and stuff, and the experience is really low-key. In the moment it was like, “What is happening?” But later on that day, it was like, “What happened?”

I highly recommend it. I mean hell–you only live once. Why not get your chakras cleansed? (Here’s my go-to gal’s website.)