I was just minding my business this morning when I came across these modern-take-on-ancient-slings and now I feel like I need to channel my inner-David and buy one. Somebody please talk me out of it. Pan Slings
I’m getting back to reading physical books and dog-earing, underlining, and taking notes in the margins. Hand cramping has become a strong signal for the quality of a book.
A new season
I love that it’s starting to feel like fall again. This summer has been brutally hot. My poor lawn looks like withered, uncooked, squiggly spaghetti. But cool breezes have begun to weave their way back into the air. It’s been much more pleasant to take long walks on nature trails with my girls. I’ve even been able to wear a hoodie a few times. The changing weather feels especially significant because it aligns with some significant change in my life.
An update: My latte art still needs some work.
If you give a mouse a cookie, he’ll ask for a glass of milk. 🥛
If you give a car mechanic a tire replacement, he’ll ask for a rear pad/rotor/caliper replacement and a front caliper clean and lube. 🙃
Attempt #1 at latte art 😅 My wife helped with this one lol. Latte art is the newest micro-skill I’m determined to learn!
We love our local winery. Not pictured: the goats who love eating weeds out of my daughter’s hand ❤️🐐
I love my wife.
I walked up the stairs and turned the corner to see her slathering cream cheese on a piece of sourdough.
She looked me in the eyes, wide-eyed, and said “I’ve been caught breadhanded!”
Then proceeded to laugh maniacally like an evil villain.
Imagine having a binder full of all the terms of service you have agreed to and are currently subject to. How thick is it? How much have you read? Any? I’d wager most people’s binders are at least floor to ceiling. Sounds stressful but… who cares? Mostly no one. I never think about terms of service. Until this random Sunday morning. Strange.
Thoughts on homeschool
Three years ago, homeschooling was not on my mind. But now that I have a daughter, I’ve been thinking about it more. I want the best for her and I’m trying to figure out who would give her a better education: the school system, or me? I have my doubts in the school system, but then I also have my doubts in myself. Like others who grew up in the public school system, I have unfounded prejudices against homeschooling and admittedly don’t know much about it.