I don’t do these enough anymore. I have too much other stuff to talk about on Fridays. I feel like I just wasted a wish with that one. Sorry.
In case you are waiting with bated breath for the response to this post, rest assured, it is coming soon. I am waiting for a phone call from Fr. John Riccardo who, if you are not familiar with him, is kind of a Catholic rock star. No big deal.
Ellen had her first taste of sorbet the other day. I had every intention of waiting until her birthday, but she had other plans. We went to Jamba Juice after people-watching at the lake on Saturday. I turned my head to grab a napkin and somebody decided she knew how to use a straw now. Hm. Convenient when it’s something you want. Inconvenient when you would rather mom just held a bottle for you so you could drink like a gerbil.
Ellen also went to her first park on Wednesday. Gasp! Oh, please. It’s not that big of a deal, right? She was too little last year, and this year she can’t really do anything but get sunburned and eat wood chips. But, I was feeling social, so we made our way out there.
I am in the market for a big stick. While we were at the park, I was pushing Ellen in the bucket swing. I am not kidding when I say that there were 5-year-old BOYS lined up asking if they could take turns pushing her in the swing. They just thought she was so cute..which she is…when she’s 30. This also happened at the library the other day. Sub boys wanting to push her in swing for boys wanting to touch her hair for that one.
I still haven’t found a good thrift store in this area. I don’t want to go all the way into the city to thrift. Besides, all the good stuff is already taken by the cool kids.
I CANNOT figure out why this is happening to all of my shirts. This is just a sample of, let me assure you, many. It’s right below the belly button region. If you have any textile knowledge that you can share with me, please do. And, here’s a hint, the holes are up too high to be caused by a zipper.
(Sidenote: I just reread all of these because I like to proofread and stuff. I didn’t mean to sound so ultra-snarky. Maybe I’m just in a snarky mood.)
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