It's been raining at night recently. I'm not sure there's anything more peaceful than lying in bed, sinking toward sleep, with the sound of rain falling outside.
I've discovered the joys of ginger tea. Somewhere I read that ginger was as effective a remedy (and maybe also a preventative) for migraine headaches as Imitrex, which used to be my drug of choice. So I've begun making a simple ginger tea every night before bed: squeeze half a lemon into a mug, fish out the seeds with a spoon, add a rough tablespoon of honey and two shakes of ground ginger straight from the container, fill it up with hot water, stir, and enjoy. It's a pleasant ritual and I haven't had any headaches since I started this nightly practice.
I parallel parked perfectly again this weekend. It's such a small thing, but I feel so capable and accomplished when I nail it the first time. What's my secret? Forty-five degrees. When you hit that angle, it's time to straighten the wheel again. Choosing a large, forgiving parking space helps, too.
Simple pleasures, one and all -- but I'll take them.