From Obi Wan, who didn't formally tag me, but I'm sure won't mind if I give it a whirl. "Tag tag ki baat hai!" as he says, whatever that means. Please keep in mind I just got back from a five-week trip to India yesterday morning, so some of these might be skewed.

I am thinking about
the circumstances under which I will next get to go to India, whether they'll be entirely self-directed or if they will involve something or somebody else, part of a bigger plan or project, or sight-seeing, or what...because all of these things seem possible

I said
whatever accurately expressed my enthusiasm level, and it may have involved squeaking, clapping, bouncing up and down, or other sound/sight effects

I want
to figure out how to keep my house a little cleaner without feeling like I spend all my time cleaning. My house seems so dingy to me today, although that could be because it is not a five-star hotel, which is where I've been sleeping lately.

I wish
it were already truly fall

I miss
India, the smell of wood smoke, laughing with Debbie on the bus, Rajan's mobile phone ring - and the people, the ones I knew and the ones I didn't

I hear
Car Talk on NPR (WILL 580 AM). I did really miss NPR while away.

I wonder
what it will be like to be back at work, what will be awaiting me, how long it will take to feel really back into things

I regret
nothing, really. I may be emotionally over-active, but I'm basically sensible and I don't think I've mad any truly bad decisions.

I am
um, duh, what I just said: "emotionally over-active." That's not a very elegant phrase, but you know what I mean.

I dance
seldom in public, all the time at home

I sing
anytime, anywhere

I cry
waaaay more often than I would like to admit; while I'm not exactly ashamed of it, it gives the impression that I am far more vulnerable and unstable than I really am.

I am not always
as smart as I would like to be (or as I would like others to think I am)

I write
all the time, at work, at home, and I'm thankful for that

I confuse
that which I want to say with what the listener needs/wants to hear

I need
to eat more sensibly

I should
at select occasions think a few more seconds before I write or speak

I finish
hmm...I have no idea...I finish...the things that I'm most excited about and the things I have to - so the things that are most important

A few years ago I saw this little cookbook from some other dimension named Pies Men Like. Except it wasn’t from another dimension. It was written by the folks at GM in the 1950s for the GM wives so they could make, well, pies their men liked. Delightfully retro in that gee-I'm-glad-the-50s -are-over sort of way. But also scary.

Be happy this is not our reality (at least, mostly it isn't, overtly it isn't). Rejoice in the people and experiences and things that make your pie yours. Pies I like! But I prefer cake.

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