Daydream Believer

Wake up: 6:02 am
Slept for: I really, truly do not know. I don't remember getting into bed last night. I don't remember watching TV (which is how I usually know what time it is). I don't remember anything about last night, including getting ready for bed, even though I know I did. Strange.
First thought is: Good lord! I don't remember that either.
Baby is: Down for his morning nap.
This is: Glory, glory hallelujah. And I have the window open (it's right in front of my desk) so the heavenly breeze eases into and out of my office, reminding me that there's life outside of this screen.
Daughter is: At camp. She ran in today—quite a difference from a month ago. And she's wearing undies. She's been wearing undies only on her off days but I realized that it's time I—uh, I mean her—make the final transition.
This is: Nerve wracking...for me.
Man is: "Slightly to moderately less grouchy than yesterday."
This is: Good.
Goal for the day: Energy up!
Kabbalah says: "Tell your problems about the light." Meaning, we tell god/the universe/whatever you want to call it about our problems, but god knows. God gave us those problems to force us to rise to the occasion and grow and share and connect. God never gives more than we can handle either. So, flip it today: grasp a hold of your problems and tell them about the light, the good stuff, the reason, the truth. And maybe they won't be problems after that little talk.
First bananas thought: I am going to interview Madonna for THE FAMILY GROOVE.
Arrive at gym: 7:00
Workout is: Rarely as long as I'd like it to be but still worthwhile. 400 calories burned in 38 minutes. By the way, those calories counters are just estimations. Every person's body is different—different burning rates, different metabolisms, etc.—so there'd be no way for those machines to truly figure out what you burned.
Today's song is: Daydream Believer by The Monkees (My first crush—or maybe second because I did love Donnie Osmond—was on Mickey Dolenz. Why not Davy is the question.)
Best lyric is: "Daydream believer"
Best spam subject line: Charlize Theron new boyfriend
It's the best because: Who cares about Charlize's boyfriend?
I want: Some water. I haven't had any water yet today.
I love: Wheat grass juice. Do it, people. Life changing.
I wish: I had my wishes in order. I never know what I wish for.
I am totally, majorly obsessing over: Being alkaline. Major. It's major.
Being a mom means: Reading books at bedtime, even though you have three loads of laundry to do, five bottles to wash, two articles to rewrite and one blog to finish.
Being a wife means: Stopping typing when your man is telling you about his game.
Being a business owner means: PR
Out of the mouths of babes: "When will the clouds stop holding onto the moon?
Today I ate: Cleanly. Mostly alkaline foods except I did eat too much fish for dinner and whole wheat bread with my lunch and vinegar on my salad, so it might have put me over the 80/20 split.
Today I drank: Water and an acai and vanilla protein smoothie.
Work was: Work is.
Today I learned: That fantasies are actually mini movies of the future. I didn't really learn that today; I've always known it. Though I only recently understand how powerful that truth is. I used fantasize about things, down to the detail of what I was wearing, and then the opportunity would arise for me to make it happen and I couldn't believe how lucky I was that I got to put my daydream into play. It happens. So start daydreaming. Do it often and get down the nitty gritty details of it. It's just prep work for the future.
I am: Debating whether or not I should take the computer into bed and put on the TV while I work. It's not a smart idea, but I'll do it anyway. I've been in my office for over 12 hours today.
Tomorrow I will: Plant seeds. It's a good week to do some planting.