It's only fitting that a blog called "Yay Life!" would reference a blog called "The Jungle of Life," right? Lance Ekum is a fellow optimist and lover of life, and he's started a micro-movement for car dancing in conjunction with The Levity Project.
Do you enjoy dancing and singing in your car, but stop when other cars pull up near you? How about taking the opportunity to forget all that insecurity and embarrassment and just enjoy yourself! I sing at the top of my lungs all the time when I'm driving, whether anyone's looking or not. But I can't say that I've yet graduated to dancing, unless I'm in the car with someone else, and then, for some reason, it's less embarrassing. Watch some car dancing below.
Over at the Speak Schmeak blog, this is a recurring theme: Lighten up, have fun, stop worrying about what others think. There's nothing wrong with having a good time during a presentation, for you or for the audience.
Fun isn't something I've talked about much over here, though. I'm going to have to remedy that!
Don't forget to check out Lance's blog and The Levity Project. Who can't use a little more levity in their life?
3/19/10
3/16/10
Spring in Santa Barbara!
The smell of spring in Santa Barbara is like no other city I've ever visited. You can't see it, but you know it's there.
Everywhere you go, you smell it. The scent of white flowers like jasmine and alyssum fills the air. On a warm spring day, all I want to do is take a nap in the grass in the fragrant air.
It hangs like a soft cloud, strongest in the early evening, sometimes carried on a warm breeze.
It's unmistakable, the smell of spring in Santa Barbara.
Everywhere you go, you smell it. The scent of white flowers like jasmine and alyssum fills the air. On a warm spring day, all I want to do is take a nap in the grass in the fragrant air.
It hangs like a soft cloud, strongest in the early evening, sometimes carried on a warm breeze.
It's unmistakable, the smell of spring in Santa Barbara.
3/1/10
A tribute to Kitty
We lost one of our kitties on Friday, our oldest gray girl we called Dawg. I wrote a tribute to her fabulousness here.
On Saturday, leaving UCSB campus, we found ourselves heading directly into this rainbow. I couldn't help thinking it was a message from Dawg that she's reached the Rainbow Bridge.
On Saturday, leaving UCSB campus, we found ourselves heading directly into this rainbow. I couldn't help thinking it was a message from Dawg that she's reached the Rainbow Bridge.
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