------1------On Tuesday afternoon, Connor was intently reading a big book about Narnia he had checked out from the school library.
“Mom, this page has a ton of fonts!” he said.
Weird, I thought to myself. How does a six-year-old know about fonts?
“Let me see the fonts,” I replied, craning my neck.
“Not fonts. FAUNS!” he said.
Oh. That does make more sense.
------2------I decided this week that 2010 will be The Year Without A Real Calendar.
I just can’t find any wall calendars that I like enough to fork over $15.99. It will be weird to have a big blank spot on my fridge this year, and I will miss the incredible nature photography of Rodney Lough. But for now, the printable versions I’m finding online are working just fine.
------3------After I posted Tuesday’s recounting of The Day That Stank from Beginning to End, I had to fight a compulsive urge to apologize. My post was completely accurate, and hopefully, I relayed some of the humor of the day. Because if you can’t laugh at a day filled with poop, general malcontent and a Vikings loss, then you are a sad person indeed.
But I hate sounding even remotely negative or whiny. It’s the annoying optimist in me.
Pollyanna wanted to write a follow-up on Wednesday and say, “But at the end of the day, I still had a roof over my head and my kids were all relatively healthy and I had food and an episode of ‘Scrubs’ on the DVR. So really. No big deal.”
Sometimes I want the optimist to go take a nap and let me have a bad day.
------4------When my parents asked what to get Teyla for her birthday this year, I asked them to send “her” a Pottery Barn Kids gift card, so she could have some quality, adorable bedding for her soon-to-be-coming big girl bed. (That’s what happens when your birthday follows on the heels of Christmas.)
They followed my suggestion. I put their gift card with an old PBK credit I had, and I was able to buy the following quilt and sham on sale.
I love Pottery Barn Kids. Truly. It’s hideously expensive, but I cannot resist the cuteness. I wish I could live in their catalog.
------5------Like Teyla, I also got a bunch of gift cards for my birthday, which enabled me to finally order this.
I’ve been drooling after a cast iron Dutch oven for about a year. Normally, when I cook my usual assortment of winter stews, soups and braises, I use my stock pot. It works, but the metal is pretty thin. And it doesn’t fit in my oven without me removing a rack, which I always forget to do before I preheat. Yea for new kitchen bling!
------6------I need help with Teyla’s hair. It’s curly. And long. As a result, it tangles easier than Los Angeles traffic during a high-speed chase.
I can comb it out after her bath, before she goes to bed. But she tends to rub her head on her blanket as she’s going to sleep, which means the whole thing is a rat’s nest by the time she wakes up in the morning.
Ideas? Who has girls with curly hair?
------7------Talk about a shock. Wednesday, I sat down to check Twitter and saw, to my amazement, that I was the winner of two free tickets to Mark Driscoll’s Song of Solomon conference in St. Paul this weekend. I had unknowingly entered the contest the day before, by promoting the giveaway.
The material for this conference is taken from the same Song of Solomon series that I'm listening to online right now. Do you think God is trying to tell me something?
This is part of the 7 Quick Takes Friday Carnival at Conversion Diary. Have a great weekend! I think mine will be as radiant as the sweet pomegranates in the spring.