Serenity is Sexy

I really love this picture of Belle I look last night.
Every night while staying in the Magic Cottage, I lift my 75 pound pup up to the loft bed we share.  And 90% of the time she immediately positions herself central in the bed so there’s no room for me.
I don’t take this personally.
Instead, I adjust her collapsed body (she’s like one of those 60s protestors who goes limp) so we can share the space.  Relatively soon each night, she migrates towards the foot of the bed, her head towards the door (which must be some very primal canine instinct).
If I stir to use the bathroom –– or just to get up first –– Belle once again takes my place, probably because it has my warmth and perhaps my scent.  But it’s somehow always funny that she occupies the space fully and completely, 100% at ease.
First parking ticket in SF yesterday.  Only $55 (“only”) but not distraught.  I found perfect parking overnight since the street is being overhauled but forgot to look at the signs for street cleaning.  Just happy not to be towed.
Taught the happy hour at the Lotus, then conference calls, then beach with Susan with AMAZING grey weather.  Belle was delightful as always (I think I forgot to mention that on Monday our beach outing included her dragging a 5 foot log — I’m not kidding — that she kept for the entire walk and return to the car.)
Our favorite pomegranate chicken dish for dinner — although I left behind my soaked beach shorts in the restaurant and must retrieve them today — and then … Rachel Zoe brought forth Skylar into the world.

I loved the episode, although I am still “shout at the TV” distraught by the ongoing Jeremiah genius and delusion on the show;  why does he not get that full-fledged designing homes for celebrities is higher on the career ladder than being an assistant-in-training for them?  Can anyone explain this to him?  Do I have to travel back to LA and track him down in a Starbucks to personally make it clear?
Towards midnight, revised the children’s book structurally amongst emails about the novel’s option process (which is now almost ready to be announced.)
Astonishing positive things do seem to be happening left, right, and center –– Susan insists I do a Treasure Map for all my creative projects which I did immediately but didn’t love visually and so feel compelled/inspired to do again.  Amongst SO MANY wild variables and uncertainties, I find myself living in an ever-expanding Basharian Paradox.
How I long to be like Belle above:  instantly at ease, completely filling the space, and letting the world adjust itself and re-form everything around her utterly self-contained … SERENITY.