What's all this business about French Christmas?

  • My name—Noël—has been mispronounced, mislabeled, and mistaken since my parents bestowed it upon me one snowy March afternoon. It wasn't until a friend nicknamed me "French Christmas" that it came into focus. How much would our lives change if we could just see things differently?

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January 05, 2011



This is simply beauteous.

I was telling (trying to) someone the other day how much I loved watermelon, the runny, the pulpy, succulent spongy red. It ended up sounding like a murder scene. I just couldn't express it. This quote helps.


Thanks Abby! Your description was PERFECT and beautiful. That's exactly what I was tasting when Christine said this 45 minutes into our steamy hot, 100-degree yoga class.




Such a perfect yoga moment!


@Dragonfly and @lgesin, glad you enjoyed it! It really was a perfect yoga moment--both intellectually (in the metaphor of a heart being like a watermelon) and physically (imagining icy cold, sweet, dripping watermelon during our sweat hot standing series).

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