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And now, a proper blog entry . . .

Work is work, nothing terribly exciting to report. The lawyer who sublets an office from my bosses gave me a bottle of wine as a Christmas present. My bosses gave me a Pier One Imports gift card. Boss #2 dropped it on my desk with a "Happy . . . um, whatever it is you celebrate!" Christmas, I assured him, was fine. (My bosses know very little about my personal life, which is probably for the best.)

Saturday I braved the mall near my mailbox (the one I use for eBay and other don't-bug-me transactions) and got some things for my teenage niece. There's also a Pier One right by there, so I went to spend my gift card.

I looked at a few things, but waffled a bit on what to get. There were some fancy coasters, but I already have coasters. There were nice glasses, but I already have glasses.

Then I found the frog.

Sitting on a table somewhere near the scented candles (which I also already have, in abundance) was a gold-painted plaster frog, sitting in a meditation position with a serene smile on his face. What's even stranger was, I'd seen this frog before. Maybe not that exact one, but when I was at the Phoenix and Dragon (an incense-scented new age shop near my house) I discovered a sort of art gallery thingy in the back room. The walls were hung with Buddhist artwork for sale (really gorgeous and intricate stuff) and in one corner was this plaster meditating frog. I thought it was pretty cool and wished I had one of those. So, apparently, did a lot of people, because froggy had a sign which read "Sorry, not for sale!"

And here was another copy of that froggy, in Pier One. I picked him up and looked at the price tag. He cost exactly the amount of the gift card from my bosses.

I did look at other things for a little bit after that, but my heart wasn't in it.

Froggy now sits on the table that faces the entrance as I come in. I dug up some cloth and a scarf to cover the table with (and hide the phone books underneath it) so it looks a little nicer now.

He makes me smile every time I look at him. It's nice to have a reminder that serenity doesn't have to be that serious.

Today I took pleasure in Trader Joe's Spiced Cider.



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Dec. 23rd, 2007 08:09 pm (UTC)
I'd love to see a picture of this serene frog. :)
Dec. 23rd, 2007 09:25 pm (UTC)
One will be forthcoming as soon as I can figure out where the heck my camera got to . . .
Dec. 23rd, 2007 10:49 pm (UTC)
The amphibian you can see is not the true amphibian.

Om na ho ribbit kyo.

So the frog walks up to the hot dog cart and says "make me one with everything. Extra flies."

Okay, the last one doesn't really work. Actually, none of them really work. Coming up with frog/Buddha jokes is harder than it looks.
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