So many great birthday pictures, Kat! And I can't believe Grace's coming-home date is zooming up so fast.
You know what's good? Fried egg in bread-with-a-hole.
Barney Google Eyes!
My mom used to (and Hec still does) fry up the little hole, a perfect little burst of crispy buttery yum.
Safe travels and a good trip to msbelle and mac.
Child picspam, dated yesterday: Matilda and Papou's cat. She's wearing her A's shirt ("What does the shirt mean, honey?" "It means BASEBALL YAY."), but started off the day wearing all three of her baseball shirts (A's, Portland Pilots, Durham Bulls) layered on top of each other. Not a traditional Palm Sunday dress-up outfit, but at this point if she opts not to fight but expresses actual enthusiasm for any outfit at all I'll just roll with it.
My mom used to (and Hec still does) fry up the little hole, a perfect little burst of crispy buttery yum.
I semi did that, too! Except I was using a little pan that was really only big enough for the main piece of bread.
Cute Matilda. Patient Kitty. (My cats all hide when children are around.)
This picture is for Msbelle. It's from the Twitter feed of my place of employ. Note what dude in back centre of picture is holding:
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I walked over to the mall to buy milk and a coffee wearing my inside pants. It felt so wrong.
I went out to eat in my inside pants on Saturday night. It felt perfectly right.
This picture is for Msbelle. It's from the Twitter feed of my place of employ. Note what dude in back centre of picture is holding:
He looks so proud of it, too!
Matilda and Kitty are so cute. How patient is he!
She's wearing her A's shirt
Such a smart and fashionable child.
It is the Monday after Spring Break for CJ. I had to wake him up 3 times this morning and I drove him to school cause he was "afraid he would fall asleep on his bike". He went to bed at a reasonable time last night, but who knows when he actually went to sleep.
While CJ was struggling with the morning, I was up, dressed, chopped veggies for a slow cooked pot roast, got the roast going, made tea and toast, and remembered all the things I needed to bring to work with me. Now that I'm here, I'm ready for a nap. Ah well.
He went to bed at a reasonable time last night, but who knows when he actually went to sleep.
I know that was my problem last night! Now all I want to do is get back in bed, finish my book, and maybe nap. Instead, "work."
Have A Question? Text A Librarian
Oregon State University and Yale both encourage a convenient, tech-savvy and library-friendly method for students to ask librarians reference questions: The text message.
The Chronicle of Higher Education reports:
Students text a question to an advertised number during library hours, and an alert appears on the computer screen of any librarian who is signed into the library's instant-messaging service. The librarian uses the computer to send a text message back to the student's cellphone.
Librarians at Oregon State were surprised by the depth of questions they received.
Margaret Mellinger, an assistant professor and engineering librarian at Oregon State, said the library staff expected that students would ask only questions with quick, simple answers. But they were wrong; one of the very first questions was: "What is the function of interneurons?"
A librarian from Yale told the Chronicle that the service is "not very popular." No word on whether or not texts are vetted based on spelling, grammar and readability.
The Creepiest Children's Books Ever (PICTURES)
Cooking with Pooh.
Heh.
I Wish Daddy Didn't Drink So Much
Heh. But why is "My Two Uncles" in here?
The Long Journey of Mr. Poop.
Mr. Poop wears a beret. So Mr. Poop is French?
Cooking with Pooh.
That reminds me of the time that I came running down the stairs shouting that my brother had thrown Pooh out the window, only to find my mother with a quite horrified look on her face.
