I'm enjoying my meta-vacation today by not getting out of bed. I arrived in Lake Tahoe two days ago and yesterday I went running, boating, swimming in the lake, and bike riding. Such meta-vacationing (if you understsand what I mean by this, please inform) has been pretty tiring. But, as you can see, it's insanely beautiful here. The scenery cuts into my self-absorbtion like a knife. I'm staying with my Cool Rich Aunt. Not only does she have a big house and two boats on the lake, but her self-help library rivals mine and I can talk about every nuance of my recovering life without her ever giving me a skeptical look and saying things like, "Don't think so much." We're kindred spirits, minus the wise investments and substantial equity (unfortunately, I think I'm missing the entreprenurial gene...but I do have a blog that earned me $.27 last quarter).

Counting both sides of the family I have six aunts and no blood uncles (that sounds weird...not related to me). All of these women have given me something or modeled some way of being a woman in the world. This particular aunt has done things like helicopter ski in virgin territory and make a killing in real estate, all while maintaing her feminity. While none of my aunts fits any stereotype (and I repeat...ANY stereotype), I am grateful to this particular one for really showing me how to embrace my own life.

Just for today, I am grateful for my Cool Rich Aunt.