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Junkin’ with a Stroller

This morning on the way to school I saw the coolest wood sorter with six bins sitting near a curb on our street for the trash men. I spent the whole rest of the way to school trying to figure out if I could somehow get it home with just the stroller. It was in such good shape I figured it would be gone by the time I made it back, but it wasn’t! I had the bins sort of in/balanced on the stroller basket and the frame over the stroller handles when the lady who was getting rid of it came out and offered to help me carry it home. Smile

Here it is:


I’m so glad I picked it up. I knew it was nice, but I didn’t realize just how solid and heavy. I still haven’t decided if it will be for toys or the craft room. For now, it’s sitting in the living room and Beckett is busying himself rearranging the bins.

Quick Takes Friday, Vol. 15

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There’s about a month until Valentine’s Day. All the stores have switched from Christmas red to Valentine’s red. Every time I see it, it makes me a little sad in a nostalgic sort of way, because last Valentine’s I was busy with this:

This year I’ll still be busy with that little creature, it will just be more of a please-don’t-climb-on-that-and-hey!-what’s-in-your-mouth-no!-don’t-put-that-there-come-back-here-I-need-to-change-your-diaper-don’t-chase-the-kitty-and-why-is-your-mouth-orange sort of way. I told Chris last night that I kind of miss the days of being able to put him down somewhere and him staying there.

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Of special note to new parents: Be wary when changing a morning diaper and discovering that it is dry. Particularly if the diaper-wearer is a boy. You would think I knew this by now.

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The other bad thing about Valentine’s Day being right around the corner is chocolate. Not that chocolate is bad. I love chocolate. That is precisely the problem. I can’t go anywhere without seeing Valentine’s chocolate. Valentine’s stuff makes me a little weepy. Weepy makes me need chocolate. Oh, hey! Look! There’s a four pound box of chocolate right here….

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The other thing that makes me weepy but in a why-do-I-torture-myself way is Elementary. Seriously, did the writers even read the Sherlock Holmes stories? Or did they just decide to make a crappy detective show about a semi-intelligent detective named Sherlock and his handler Watson, because Sherlock Holmes is cool now. If you hear a loud bang next Thursday night, it’s probably just my head exploding.

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What’s the scoop on Downton Abbey? Everyone is raving about it. I even had a sweet reader recommend it a few weeks ago. It looks a little too Austen-esque for my tastes, but maybe I’m mistaken. 
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Since we’re talking shows, I recently watched Farmageddon on Netflix. Now, I have never tried raw milk. I don’t really like milk to begin with, so having to hunt down a reputable source for raw milk isn’t something I’m that motivated to do. Why, though, is it such a big deal that we have all sorts of laws and restrictions on it? I mean, we can pasteurize eggs in the shell, but we don’t require it, and people can get sick from raw eggs. People can get sick from raw fish but you can sell and eat sashimi. Raw and under cooked meats can make you sick, but you can still buy rare cooked steaks and delicacies made with raw meat. Why does it seem like raw milk is singled out, and why don’t we just let people make their own decisions about what to put in their bodies in the first place?

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Ummmmm….. TGIF?

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Wish lists

Chris keeps asking me if I’ve dropped any hints for Christmas. I have. Apparently I’m a little too subtle. Now he wants a list. I hate making lists, and I hate telling people what I want. One, it just feels weird, and two, I don’t really care. Not that I wouldn’t be a little hurt by not getting anything unless we had said no gifts, but I really would be happy with anything as long as it seems like there was even a tiny bit of thought involved.

What I really hate is trying to think of appropriately priced things. I don’t want to seem greedy by asking for something too pricey, but Chris is great at bargain hunting, so I don’t want to not mention something that I need/want/would love to have just because I think it’s probably too expensive.

So, this year I decided to make a list that takes absolutely nothing into consideration. If it popped into my head as something I need or would enjoy, I put it on the list.

Bunch of random stuff I would like to maybe have whenever: 

Thread rack.
Bias tape maker
Embroidery machine
Can opener that doesn’t suck
Robot vacuum that does suck
My very own tool kit with drill that nobody else touches
Uninterrupted shower
Jogging stroller
Moka  pot (cause they’re sexy)
Clothes that fit
Something pretty
More shelves/storage for craft room
Uninterrupted bathroom time.
Intercom for the shop. Or you carrying and answering a cell phone when you’re outside. Or giant dinner bell that I can annoy everyone with to get your attention. Whatever.
Extra hours in the day.
Extra hours in the day during which the kiddos play with daddy.
Step stool for the kitchen
Clothes drying rack.
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