At around six o’clock I got a call from my friend and co-worker Josh. He was at Costco and saw a great sectional couch and decided to get it. The only problem was that they wouldn’t hold it until today. He called and asked if I would meet him at Costco, load my truck, and could swap vehicles. I headed out right away.
By the time the truck was loaded, it was getting dark. I’m hardly ever out after dark. How exciting!
I pick shampoo almost exclusively by the smell. I’ve been using the same shampoo for a while now. It’s Dove brand, and it’s supposed to be based on what various cultures around the world do for beautiful hair. This one is supposedly a Hawaiian formulation. It’s something-something coconut water and lime. It doesn’t really smell like limes, but it is a nice smell.
I recently went to the store to get a new bottle of it, and noticed a change in the label:
How interesting. Perhaps “rituals” sounded condescending?
I often look when I drive by the dumpster corrals to see what people at my condo complex leave out because sometimes there is some cool stuff. I got a lovely Dumpster Chair about a year ago.
I now have some lamps for my guest bedroom:
Woo hoo! Free lamps! I did have to get some adhesive to close the split lampshade. I would replace the lampshades entirely, but they are attached below the socket, and would require a little work to replace.
For now, they’ll do very nicely. Now I just need to get that spare room cleaned up. I have some visitors coming soon.
In Language Arts class, we’re studying poetry. One of our poems mentioned nasturtium flowers, so I was saying to the students that they are edible and tasted kind of spicy… a little like a radish. One of the students said: “What’s a radish?” I asked the class if they had ever tasted a radish. Only one student thought maybe he had a long time ago.
I LOVE when this happens – when my students aren’t familiar with something that I do know about. It could be food, it could be a historical reference, a joke, a song, an urban legend. I love talking about it all. I think “shared culture” is a big deal. The more we know in common, the more we’re connected.
I brought radishes in to class for the kids to taste. They didn’t like them. That’s ok… more for me!