Finding Peace

There are a couple of ‘big’ topics I’ve been wanting to talk about here, but I always shy away from them. I either get weird about having those thoughts out there on the internet, or shy away because I’m not a strong writer and I don’t always communicate in a straight, easy-to-read path, so months go by and I want to talk about what’s going on and be able to reference these ‘bigger’ topics so it all makes sense, but I have nothing for which to reference.

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Today, I hope to start making strides to change that.

Back in January I experienced an extremely hormonal week that was the result of birth control hormones, stress, and your typical existential angst. I think mostly due to the hormones I blew everything way out of proportion, but that awful week allowed me to get closer to my ‘true’ self. Allow me to clarify:

After that week of hormones passed (and my period came, phew! ; ) ), I had a really transcendent (for lack of a better term) experience. Ben and I one Saturday were able to sit and mediate, and truly go into ourselves, and we had these extremely deep, profound conversations where, for whatever reason, I “got it.”

I’ve known for a while that my “life purpose” is to care/mother/love, but I wasn’t ready to hear that, or, perhaps more accurately, I was anxious and frustrated that my ‘life purpose’ didn’t translate into an easy-to-define, successful career, which I think is what I was telling myself what I “wanted,” because then I could have a “plan” and not have to “worry about anything” because I was following the “plan of what I am supposed to do.”

I didn’t want to accept that my life purpose is to be a mother, because, according to my erroneous-math above, that meant that I needed to get started on that plan right away because it is my life purpose after all, and if I want to be happy and fulfill my purpose in life then I better get going on it! (I hope you all can sense the sarcasm and eye rolling in that sentence.) It freaked me out because, frankly, I’m not ready to be a mother yet. And not in the “no one is ever ready, you just do it” way — I have a very strong feeling that for me, having children in my 30s is ‘right.’ (There are many reasons, but being more mature, and having a solid financial and otherwise foundation are some of them!)

But, for whatever reason, that meditative Saturday didn’t bring me anxiety when I faced my life purpose. Instead, I felt transcendent peace and serenity flow throughout my entire being. I understood that while, yes, my life purpose is to be a mother, it is bigger than just that. It is to love. And I can love in many ways before my time as a mother begins. And that, friends, was so comforting.

Since then, I’ve been trying to look at more tangible ways to ‘live my purpose’ in the everyday. How can I love myself, my husband, my baby family, my friends, my community, my coworkers, my environment — more? Or, how can I take a step back from myself and think critically as to whether my actions and words are speaking/living love to others?

There’s obviously no one-fits-all answer or situation, but it’s felt so good exploring the answers to those questions. I’ve learned some big lessons, as well – I’ve started to realize that sometimes I do or say things under the belief that I am loving others and doing what they ‘need,’ without taking a step back to think if I’m really doing that because it’s what *I* think they need (and therefore, not truly listening/communicating, loving, or helping them), versus recognizing if it’s something they’ve asked for and then giving/loving/etc.

In my marriage, it’s been transformative. During that meditative Saturday we broke down these invisible walls neither of us realized were there, but had been keeping us from loving each other to the maximum extent that we can.

I can firmly say that the past four months have been the happiest months of my marriage, and I believe they’ll continue to bring happiness and love and peace to our lives because we were able to get to the root of our true selves and see those beings as who we really are, not who we think one another is, or who we want one another to be.

I finally realized why Ben does X or Y or Z, and it seems he has had the same revelation with me. So now, when I see him doing or saying those things, I truly understand why he’s saying those things and where it comes from, and I can respond more lovingly and with more understanding (and patience!). And I’ve found it has been the same with him. He has been overwhelmingly loving, kind, gentle, and attentive. We have been communicating more, and better, and it has brought a deep richness to our marriage and lives than I could have ever imagined.

Will our marriage always be so rose-colored and lovey-dovey? Of course not. But I feel so grateful that I was able to have this experience with Ben and understand him more, so that when we go through change or rough periods I can reflect back on this, and try harder, love stronger, be a better partner.

I know this all sounds a little hippy-dippy and sort of silly, but I wanted to share it with you. Thanks for reading, and for your love and kindness and friendships. xxoo

Hello, March! Goodbye, March.

I try (I really do!) not to go more than a week without blogging. One week on, one week off, has been the regular schedule around these parts. But here it is, two plus weeks later (almost three!), and there is nary a blog post in sight.

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The wonderful people at Mezza gave me a free cookie when I mentioned that the salad was the highlight of my day. Ha! I should maybe not be so dramatic (but seriously, the salad is THAT good).

I’ve been busy, friends! I was given another executive to support at work, which has its pros and its cons as with any change in the workplace. What it means for me on a day-to-day basis is that I am working. non. stop. All day. Every day. The work I’m doing is not difficult by any means, but it’s time consuming, and I want to keep up with everything, so I workworkwork. Last week I came in early every day because there was just that much work to do. 

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I did find some time to make some homemade wheat thins before a movie last week. They pulled together in 30 minutes from ingredients to baked cracker, and they were super delicious!

Boring paragraph, I know, but I hope it explains a little bit why I’ve been too tired to come here and tell you about all the things we’ve been doing and eating and holy shit it’s almost April?! A quarter of the year is almost over?! Yikes.

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A tattoo idea I’m mulling around in my head

Well, I can cross off a few more goals on my 101 in 1001 days list:

-Got my hair cut

-Sent some ‘heart attack’ valentines

-Went to another opera (with Lucy and Ben! It was Chicago Opera Theatre’s Fall of the House of Usher and it was weird but also mesmerizing. They have a pre-opera reception for all Opera Underground Members [which I am] so I brought them with me and it was fantastic. Quite the spread, as you can see.)

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-I cooked Chicken Pot Pie from Jenny Rosenstrach’s Dinner: A Love Story and it was SUPER GOOD

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bread: before

-I baked this chili and garlic bread from Joy the Baker’s site, but I totally misread the directions and made it wrong (even though it looks like it came out right), so I want to make it again

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bread: after

Not on my list of goals, but things I did anyways the last couple of weeks:

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-I got brunch with my beautiful cousins at M.Henrietta while they were in town

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-Celebrated my dear, dear friend Liz’s birthday at HQ Beercade

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(it’s a maaaaa zing and I’m trying to convince Ben to have his b-day there as well)

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Happy, happy birthday dearest Liz!

-Hung out with Ben and his brother at his brother’s new apartment in Roger’s Park (so close to us!) while he was cat-sitting their parents super funny new cat. We ordered a 24″ pizza, and I’m pretty sure we ate almost all of it.

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This week I’m in cleaning and preparation mode because my MAMA IS COMING! She’s flying out this upcoming Saturday to visit for a long weekend (Saturday to Tuesday, weoo!), and I can’t wait. We’re basically going to be eating all weekend, because the only things I have planned for us are food-related things, but somehow I don’t think she’ll mind. ; )

We’ll be staying at the Palmer House Hilton the first night she’s here (I have to sing at the early service on Sunday, so it’s just easier to be downtown already, and really – how luxurious is that?!) and will hopefully be able to spend a little time with the family I used to nanny for, and maybe go out to the ‘burbs to see my cousin who just had her third (!) baby, but we’ll see how it all plans out. I promise to take lots of pictures and tell you all about it. : )

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Lobby of the Palmer House

As for now, I’m off to make some khao soi, a traditional northern-Thai soup/curry for dinner. It’s not perfect, but it’s close. I’ll try and write down what I actually do and report back.

Hope you all are well and finding time to breathe and enjoy the fleeting winter! xoxo

 

the Art Institute and Dinner with my Love

Still playing a bit of catch up here – hope you don’t mind. I wanted to share some pictures and notes from our excursion to the Art Institute the other night, and the incredible dinner we made.

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the beautiful Chicago Art Institute at sundown

There were a few paintings I wanted to see (Hopper, Singer Sargent), but other than that my plan was simple: be quiet, be calm. I wanted to quiet everything in my body and brain and just take it all in.

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Ben capturing a photo of a piece by Magritte, one of his favorite artists

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In front of Hopper’s Nighthawks – the painting that brought me to Chicago

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the loop lit up at night

After strolling about, hand in hand, hearts quiet, we ventured back into the cold and walked to Pastoral for sandwiches and wine. It was pure fate that my new favorite wine (a Bordeaux, “Chateau de La Bouyere” 2009), that is no longer in production, was sitting quietly on the shelves. Needless to say, I bought all 4 bottles. : )

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We came home and shared little gifts. Ben wrote me a hysterically funny and sweet card, but requested that I not share it (as evidenced above).

The next night we made dinner. It was more like two dinners mixed together, but I was super craving this meal that the Cheesecake Factory makes, and we also wanted scallops, so we put the two together.

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The makings of Farfalle with Chicken and Roasted Garlic

So together we made dinner as a team, my love and I. It fills my heart when we cook together. I love being a team with Ben in my favorite place (the kitchen, duh), especially when it produces such a delicious outcome.Image

The recipe we used to make the Cheesecake Factory rip-off meal was a mix of this one and this one. It makes a ton and it is So delicious.

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The finished product with Pan Seared Scallops

All in all, it was a relaxing, intimate, and cozy Valentines day. I hope your Valentine’s was exactly the way you wanted it to be, too.

Oh, and a little note from Rows:

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Rowsdower isn’t such a fan.

Weekends, lately

The past couple of weeks Ben and I have have had weekend excursions, and last weekend we had the extreme pleasure of going up to his parents house in the suburbs and meeting their new cat, Phina (!!!!). : )

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She is SUCH a great cat, and so funny (and so pretty!). We are so thrilled that Ben’s parents have such a great, loving, playful cat. They could use a little more sunshine in their lives. : )

Michelle prepared an awesome lunch of gourmet sandwiches and cheddar-beer soup, and we played a rousing game of Risk! (I told you, we’re addicted.)

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I promptly died/was eradicated. Ben, obviously, won. (OF COURSE HE DID.)

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The last of my calvary. About to be taken over by Ben’s army. Because of course.

We’ve been going nonstop lately, so this weekend we decided to take it easy. Ben made us fancy omelettes (goat cheese, pecorino, and arugala) with extra crispy bacon. I contributed fresh squeezed orange juice, which promptly became mimosas. I love the way my husband thinks. : )

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Later that afternoon I made a double batch of oatmeal raisin chocolate chip cookies, B’s favorites.

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Gathering the ingredients (and yes, that is four sticks of butter on the right)

We only baked a dozen for ourselves, and froze the rest so we can have a stash readily at hand. : )

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One of two trays of scooped cookie dough

These are my kind of weekends. Hope you all were able to relax and enjoy a mimosa (or two!) this weekend. : ) xo

The Valentines Have Arrived

Remember last week when I talked about sending friends some Valentines? Well, my original goal was to send “Heart Attack” boxes, but, as I quickly realized, that would have meant cutting a LOT of paper hearts. As I said, I’m not much of a crafter, so when my hand started cramping around my 8th paper heart, I figured I’d need to modify the plans. I want to share more love this year, and one of the ways that I show love is through ridiculously cheesy, mildly embarrassing cards. Embarrassing for me more than the receiver. ; )

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Proof that I am not a crafter. What was I thinking with all of those eyelashes?!

So instead of sending boxed heart attacks, I sent heart-attack-letters! I made these really cheesy cards and in each of them I wrote a special note in the middle of one big heart that I pasted on the inside of the card.

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Proof that I attempted to craft. : )

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That’s quality crafting right there. Only could be outdone by a 4th grader.

Then, I put the card in a padded envelope, puckered the sides so I could have a bit of a ‘hole’ or opening, and stuffed the card with a bunch of the paper hearts, and some confetti I made from hole-punching the craft paper. : )

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As you can see from Erica and Hannah’s pictures below, it makes for quite a mess. : )

Chase is not a happy clean-up camper : )

Chase is not a happy clean-up camper : )

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Hannah opened her card in the car. Oops!

Whoops! I hope it made them laugh though, and let them know how much they are loved. (Because I do, so much! And I’m so glad they’re in my life!)

And therein documents my attempt to craft. : )

(This also contributes to my 101 in 1001 project of mailing 50 letters. Four more off the list!)

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy, happy Valentine’s Day, dear friends! I had grandiose plans to make really clever and heart-felt and cute valentines for my friends this year, but, it turns out, I’m not really a crafter. Ha!

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The guts from a “crafting” project

 

I did make a few Valentine’s, but seeing as how I don’t think my little gifts will arrive to my valentines until sometime next week, I’m going to hold off on sharing any pictures, with the hopes that my friends might be surprised. : )

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Ben and I don’t really celebrate Valentine’s day too much – he normally gets me a funny card (that has nothing to do with Valentine’s Day), maybe a little trinket or something, and I get him a card (and maybe dress up a little extra ; ) ). Instead of going out we’ll make a special dinner for just the two of us, which I love.

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Tonight we’re going to spend the evening taking it easy – maybe grabbing sandwiches and wine at Pastoral, then heading to what I’m most looking forward to: an evening at the Art Institute. It’s free on Thursday nights (starting tonight, actually) and I couldn’t be more excited. Tomorrow night we’re going to make a romantic dinner together (I’m thinking pan-seared sea scallops served with some kind of ravioli or tortellini with a creamy white wine sauce, with some bordeaux [I'm totally obsessed with bordeauxs right now. So! Obsessed!]).

Tell me, did you make anything crafty for Valentine’s Day? Send any Valentine’s? (Did you send one to meee? ; ) ) I hope you all have a love-filled day! xo!

 

 

Singing, lately

January marked the start of Audition Season for me, so I’ve been busy busy preparing for all of the different auditions and competitions that happen between January and February.

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My “audition look” (hair became more relaxed/loose though by the time of the audition – it didn’t look so Shirley Temple-ish). And you can’t see it- but those tights are the kind with the line up the back. Very retro. : )

This year I had three big auditions and one great singing opportunity. Now, four things may not seem like a lot, but when you consider the fact that you need to learn 2-4 pieces for each audition, and the selections don’t really overlap, that’s a lot of music to be learning or working on (especially with a full-time job).

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Another look at the audition dress/ensemble (different belt)

I competed for the Bel Canto audition and did much better than I did last year, but still didn’t advance (alas!). I’m better than I was last year though, so I’m satisfied with that. Thanks to the great suggestion of my vocal coach, I also performed an early and rarely-performed Puccini piece, and the judges really enjoyed that, which was fun for me. It’s nice to not be singing all the same songs as everyone else. : )

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The view from Curtiss Hall, on the 9th floor of the Fine Arts Building where I performed at Schubertiade

A few days after the Bel Canto audition I performed as a part of the Chicago Chapter of Student NATS in a time slot at Schubertiade – a day-long Schubert-music festival in downtown Chicago. It was packed! It was really fun for me to perform in front of a group of people who were there solely because of their love for Schubert (okay, and the free wine and food didn’t hurt, either). It was an absolute blast, and I got to hear my voice teacher perform a set with my vocal coach, as well, which was superb. That was a really great highlight of my day, and I hope that I can perform a longer set of Schubert pieces next year (I mean, he only has 600 or so songs to choose from…. ha!).

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My voice teacher and vocal coach performing together in front of a packed audience in one of the salons at Schubertiade

Last week during one of my lunch hours I ran across the loop to the Chicago Symphony Orchestra Chorus auditions, and while I felt that I did really well on that audition, I don’t think I’m at that level/caliber of singing yet. But who knows! They announce call backs sometime in March. Even if I’m not called back, I feel very good with the progress I’ve made since last year, which I think, ultimately, is what matters.

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Mentally studying the music one day when I was too tired (and unmotivated) to physically sing. The mental work is just as important as the physical!

Next week is my last audition – Grant Park Chorus. This is one that I hope I get called back for, because it should be (relatively) within “my level.” We’ll see how my excerpt and sight reading go. Fingers crossed for that! Again though, if I did better than I did last year I’ll be happy, but I’ll definitely be happier if I advance! Ha. : )

Funny tidbit

At my church job this weekend the pastor pointed out a funny list at the very beginning of the hymnal. It was a list of directions by John Wesley, written in 1761, and I just had to share them with you – it’s just too funny to me.photo (94)

Some of my favorite bits: “and if you have learned to sing them otherwise, unlearn it as soon as you can,” “Beware of singing  as if you were half dead, or half asleep,” and “Sing in time. Whatever time is sung be sure to keep with it.”

Have you ever come across any funny directions or prefaces from a book (or in this case, hymnal) that you didn’t expect to find?

 

Happy Haircut!

This weekend marked the 8-month mark since my last haircut, which was high time to get this beast of hair trimmed and shaped (it needed a lot of work).

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As you can see, I’ve been growing it out for quite some time, but it was getting a bit ridiculous (no shape, so many split ends, it didn’t flatter my face, etc, etc, etc), so I made an appointment with Bria Salvador at Mops Beauty Shop. I’ve been to Mops before and absolutely loved what they did with my hair, but I hadn’t had it cut with Bria. This time I decided to try her out because not only was she super referred by not only a friend of mine, but also Refinery 29 (what what! One of the top 3 stylists in Chicago?! Woo!) had some high praise, too.

What I really enjoyed about my experience with Bria was that she really took the time, before she washed my hair or did anything, and talked with me about my hair, the products I use, how I style it day-to-day, and what I’d like my hair to be like. She thoroughly analyzed my actual hair texture and style and recommended a fantastic cut that would really bring out all the great things about my hair – the thickness, the wave, the color – and I couldn’t be more pleased with how it came out.

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Here’s an unedited view so you can see that there’s lots of layers and movement without losing much length

She removed a lot of weight without losing length, and cut the front section in such a way that I could have three (!) distinct looks for day-to-day wear (instead of just getting a cut and parting it to one side, I have can part it a couple of different ways without the rest of my hair looking ‘off’). It’s been three days now and it’s still holding up great from the blowout on Saturday night.

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I’m so in love with it – I can’t wait until May for my next cut and “summer style” consultation!

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Obviously, I’m not paid to rave about Bria, I just wanted to share my incredible experience with her with you. If you decide to get your hair cut with her at Mops, mention that I referred you! : )

Adventures in Exploration

The upside to a Super Bowl power outage? Time for blogging! The past two weeks have been crazy busy (work, exploring, auditions, etc, I’ll tell you all about it), so I’m finally catching up on documenting all of that here. What, you thought I’d leave you with my list of goals and that was that? No way! I’ve been out making those goals happen. :)

I started hacking away at my “handwrite 50 letters” goal and sent out 4 letters last week – one to the other side of the world!

I added a couple of extra stamps to ensure that it would get there

I added a couple of extra stamps to ensure that it would get there

Alright, let’s catch up what’s been happening the past two weeks: The other week I got it in my head that I really wanted to play a board game, so Ben and I decided to buy Risk and learn how to play it. Ben had played it before, but it had been years since he last attempted world domination (on a board game, anyways, ha ha) so it was a relatively level playing field for the two of us.

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Needless to say we got totally sucked in and ended up playing the game three times over the weekend (which is a LOT because each game takes like 2-3 hours!). As dorky as this is about to sound: it was awesome! I lost all three times (ha), but it was really fun, and it was nice to do something different for a change.

We also knocked off a bunch of goals off the 101 in 1001 list over the weekend two weeks ago, too! We explored a new neighborhood (Chinatown), which, granted, I’ve been to Chinatown before, but only to that little stretch. We walked down to 26th street to see this “Urban Island” – part of the neighborhood that used to be the old Italian neighborhood before Chicago put a highway right through it. And another along the south of it. Oh, and a third going another way. Typical Chicago.

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So this neighborhood is quite sectioned off (in the sense of surrounded by highways), but still has a bunch of character and charm, just off the Chinatown main drag. There were super old houses like this one:

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Aside from visiting this urban island, we had two main goals of visiting Chinatown: but a rice cooker, and get a LUCKY CAT!

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We got this lovely beauty for our apartment, and she lives on top of our fridge.

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And I got this adorable little black one to stay with me at the office. : ) Rowsdower the Cat is over it.

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Here’s a close up. Isn’t she adorable?

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We finished off the weekend with some brownies. I have nothing to show you in terms of a finished product though…we ate it too fast. Ha! Maybe next time.

All in all: Three goals down (or worked on) in one week! (Letter writing, neighborhood exploring, maneki-neko/Lucky Cat acquiring.) Not bad.