Ball in Water

OK, so we got Sandra up to O'Day Camp thinking it might improve her mood. And today it's really warm so I thought we should try her physical therapy outside. But there's still some ice on the ground, and the river had gone up ... and both Sandra and her exercise ball fell in the river. We eventually got Sandra out, but her ball went on it's way. Here's a video.
More later,
Sandra's Assistant

Update on Sandra

Good news! We taped a spoon to Sandra's hand today so she can try to feed herself -- and she tried to stab me with it!!! That's the Sandra we know and love. More reports as they come in.
-Sandra's Assistant

A Note From Sandra's Assistant

Hey all. For those of you who don't know, shortly after Sandra's last posting she was involved in an altercation on the subway that sent her to a hospital and ICU for the past two months. I am happy to report she has opened her eyes and can now make noises that kind of sound like talking. She is also able to hold a ball in her hand! Progress!

I'm sure she is diligently working toward recovery. She seems to be, anyway.

Sincerely,

Sandra's Assistant

PS -- I'll be posting for Sandra until she gets back. (Now that I have her password!)

Probably People

If someone says to you, “I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” they “probably” shouldn’t. People who engage in this kind of manipulative gossip need to be rounded up and shipped to their own island where they can torture each other in a “Lord of the Flies” kind of way. Their whispered secrets, nasty rumors and flat-out lies are merely pathetic attempts to puff their egos by deflating someone else’s.

What do the Probably People get out of telling you something they “Probably” shouldn’t? They get the satisfaction of spinning you into the murk of self-doubt. They balloon themselves on smugness with the power of “Probably.” They make themselves feel big by making you feel small.

Don’t have any truck with the “Probably People.” And don’t be one. No one like a gossiping weasel-faced, back-biting jerk.

Birthday Baptism

For my birthday this year I took a week off and went up to O’Day camp. And I learned something very important on my birthday. The lesson has to do with wine, a full moon, an owl and a kayak. Bottom line, never rush out of a kayak.

Enjoy some cake.

Flaming Exclamation Point

Toilet Paper People

There are some folks who always have toilet paper in the house, and then there are those who are completely baffled when the roll runs out and they suddenly find themselves using bits of the Crate and Barrel catalogs to finish up business.

Based on my extensive experience with people of all walks of life I can pretty much make this snap judgment:

People who

A) live alone

and who

B) always run out of toilet paper

are also people who

C) forget to buy pet food, pay bills in a timely fashion and stuff their faces with junk food and chew with their mouths open.

I prefer to work with people who are prepared and aware, but usually I end up working with “Dude, what happened to the toilet paper?” types.

You know who you are. And you know you need to fix yourself so that you can become a marginally functioning person – they rest of us in this country can’t carry you forever.

So step up, grow up, and sign up for a Sandra O’Day workshop.

You can spend two intense days alone with me in my New York City studios – or you can sign up for a five week workshop at my retreat O’Day Camp.

Either way, you need to do something. People are starting to talk and it’s time you know what they’re saying.

I’ll tell you what they’re saying, and I’ll help you change it.

www.sandraoday.com