Hello, Sunday.
Well, we made it through another week of horrible things and horrible thoughts. We’re more resilient than we think. At least our minds are.
I’m capping off Birthday Week with a day with the family. Mom’s been falling in love with Britain the past two weeks and thanks to a surprise visit from the bro, we’re catching up and celebrating two birthdays and having a nice time. It doesn’t happen as often as I’d like, unfortunately.
Little B and I went paddle boarding yesterday, my second weekend in a row doing so (with plans to go again next weekend) and I’ve realized that it is becoming my favorite summer activity. I always loved it, but having it so close and accessible makes me love it even more. And it’s had me googling things like “temporary roof rack” and scoping out end of the summer sales, weighing whether I’m actually crazy enough to buy my own. We will see, but I’m thinking there is a high probability I’ll have one by the time summer rolls around in 9 months…
I digress. Internet. News. Good news? Not so much. Still, I’m entertained.
How can you change the world? Start by making your bed. The rest flows from there. A must watch!
Love me some Tina. Though, it did seem like abuse of perfectly good cake.
How to live as global citizens (and how to raise your kids as one). So important these days.
Study shows students that hand-write notes do better overall than those with laptops. I believe it! Even after I typed out lecture notes in law school, I needed to actually write them out afterwards to remember them.
You know you went to a Catholic school if…all of these.
I live alone, and so often, it’s the best.
Should apprenticeships come back? Remember when even professional occupations were taught that way?
Well, here’s a way to make some lemonade…
I don’t know why, but I’m sort of disinterested in the eclipse. Still, I have my glasses. But for science, it’s a pretty big deal.
Band members are calling out men for groping women at shows, and it’s awesome.
First, Switzerland is magical. I can still remember eating my first bowl of muesli ever, in a little cottage in Lucerne, after a good nights’ sleep with the softest blanket I can remember, looking at the mountains in the background. Second, while I can’t duplicate those surrounds every day, the muesli, we can. Check it here.
That’s all I’ve got! Have a happy week.
