Best advice I have ever gotten? Easy. It was in 1979, during Latin class at prep school. Don’t laugh, I loved Latin and well, my Dad made me take it. At least I didn’t have to learn a new alphabet like my friends who took Greek. My teacher was Mark Harrington, a funny, engaging guy who looked and acted like Bill Murray. If we could translate a sentence, he’d exempt us from a pop quiz and set us free to roam about the common room where we would ogle and flirt with boys in Levi’s cords and rumpled Brooks Brother’s buttoned down shirts. The sentence was the best advice I have ever received:
Semper ubi sub ubi.*
The photo is from an autism moment a couple of years ago. One of my girls was trying out her new scissors skills (darn you successful occupational therapy!) on my bras. Translate the sentence and the photo will make perfect sense. At least in my world!