So, in an effort to better protect myself from the sun, I bought a new pair of sunglasses and a straw hat today. Feeling that the traditional straw hats were a bit bland, I opted for the straw cowboy hat.
Husband: Um, well, I think that hat conveys a certain kind of person in a certain time period...
Wife: Katherine in 2009?
I don't think that's what he was going for. I still think it's cute and am contemplating disregarding the input. Of course, the reason I had to buy new sunglasses is because I disregarded the input last time when I really shouldn't have. They were excessively large men's aviator glasses, also conveying a certain kind of person (a man) in a certain time period (the seventies). I caved into the siren call of 75% off clearance.
So maybe I should exchange the straw cowboy hat for a traditional floppy.
3.23.2009
Toddler In Goggles
Juliette loves playing with my goggles. And I love how silly she looks when she does!
In related news, I finally updated my photo-a-week over at Flickr. I'm not necessarily entirely accurate with the weeks; for all I know, I've posted too many or too few. But you know what? Who cares!
In related news, I finally updated my photo-a-week over at Flickr. I'm not necessarily entirely accurate with the weeks; for all I know, I've posted too many or too few. But you know what? Who cares!
3.19.2009
This Makes Me So Happy I Could Plant Broccoli Right Now
Kudos to Eat the View for lobbying for such a fantastic project. And to Michelle Obama for getting on the local food bandwagon! I'm inspired to grow more this year, for sure.
3.12.2009
Jump Up!
The Dillows gave Juliette Jump Up, a Dan Zanes book and CD, for Christmas. It's so wonderful we tracked down the YouTube video that goes with it. Get ready to get happy!
3.03.2009
Ten on Tuesday
1. I had an appointment with a back pain management and rehabilitation clinic today. I'm doing better, after a brief interlude of Sunday night spasms, but I was overdue for a non-chiropractic assessment of what's going on with my spine. I'll be having an MRI sometime within the next week to determine if there's some sort of disc problem.
2. If we ask Juliette how old she is, she'll put one finger up in the air. If she's in the mood. She can also follow directions touch her belly, spin in circles, dance, put her hands in the air, go get her socks, and pick out a book. And she says duck, quack, moo, Mama, Dada, and ball.
3. This is one of my favorite Gary Gulman clips, even though I love grapefruit. Oh, how I adore Gary Gulman. (My apologies for the less-than-G-rated moments of this clip...)
4. I'm two weeks behind on posting the photos-of-the-week. It's a wonder I've even taken any photos, the way things have been around these parts.
5. This weekend I'm teaching a seminar at the regional women's convocation on faith and humor. I'm starting with the Anne Lamott quote about how laughter is carbonated holiness.
6. I really enjoyed this LA Times piece in which thirty (famous) people told what they would do if they ran the NEA. Well, I enjoyed most of it, anyway. I'm definitely not in agreement with the tiny minority that says dismantle the NEA.
7. Speaking of the LA Times... despite the fact that we have repeatedly discussed canceling or limiting our subscription, we haven't done it. I love the newspaper, and can't imagine mornings without it. But today marked the first day of the even more eviscerated LA Times. The Sports page is overrun by classified ads, and the front section and California sections have been rolled into one. We rolled our eyes at the spin on that one - "LOCAL NEWS FRONT AND CENTER." I can see the inevitable, but I'm just not ready to give it up yet.
8. Nikki McClure illustrated Cynthia Rylant's newest children's book. I can't think of a lovelier combination of talents. And even though I don't yet have a copy, I can vouch for what a great book it is. When we were on vacation in Seattle in January, we took a day trip to Olympia and visited NM's studio, and got to peruse a galley copy. It's wonderful (as was NM). I'm betting on a Caldecott.
9. Juliette refused to go to the nursery Sunday morning; much screaming and clinging was employed to make her point. Complication: Ben was the lay leader, as well as Jesus in our little Lenten drama. We ended up passing her back and forth between us throughout the service. Not my ideal balancing of parenting-pastoring, but the congregation was just so sweet and understanding about it. The first person who spoke to me after the service, an 80-year-old man, said, "Katherine, we love her, and everything is okay."
10. The economy. That's it. Just: the economy. Because it's simply impossible to think about more than ten things these days without thinking about the economy.
2. If we ask Juliette how old she is, she'll put one finger up in the air. If she's in the mood. She can also follow directions touch her belly, spin in circles, dance, put her hands in the air, go get her socks, and pick out a book. And she says duck, quack, moo, Mama, Dada, and ball.
3. This is one of my favorite Gary Gulman clips, even though I love grapefruit. Oh, how I adore Gary Gulman. (My apologies for the less-than-G-rated moments of this clip...)
4. I'm two weeks behind on posting the photos-of-the-week. It's a wonder I've even taken any photos, the way things have been around these parts.
5. This weekend I'm teaching a seminar at the regional women's convocation on faith and humor. I'm starting with the Anne Lamott quote about how laughter is carbonated holiness.
6. I really enjoyed this LA Times piece in which thirty (famous) people told what they would do if they ran the NEA. Well, I enjoyed most of it, anyway. I'm definitely not in agreement with the tiny minority that says dismantle the NEA.
7. Speaking of the LA Times... despite the fact that we have repeatedly discussed canceling or limiting our subscription, we haven't done it. I love the newspaper, and can't imagine mornings without it. But today marked the first day of the even more eviscerated LA Times. The Sports page is overrun by classified ads, and the front section and California sections have been rolled into one. We rolled our eyes at the spin on that one - "LOCAL NEWS FRONT AND CENTER." I can see the inevitable, but I'm just not ready to give it up yet.
8. Nikki McClure illustrated Cynthia Rylant's newest children's book. I can't think of a lovelier combination of talents. And even though I don't yet have a copy, I can vouch for what a great book it is. When we were on vacation in Seattle in January, we took a day trip to Olympia and visited NM's studio, and got to peruse a galley copy. It's wonderful (as was NM). I'm betting on a Caldecott.
9. Juliette refused to go to the nursery Sunday morning; much screaming and clinging was employed to make her point. Complication: Ben was the lay leader, as well as Jesus in our little Lenten drama. We ended up passing her back and forth between us throughout the service. Not my ideal balancing of parenting-pastoring, but the congregation was just so sweet and understanding about it. The first person who spoke to me after the service, an 80-year-old man, said, "Katherine, we love her, and everything is okay."10. The economy. That's it. Just: the economy. Because it's simply impossible to think about more than ten things these days without thinking about the economy.
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