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Brothers

I was witness to an adorable moment between a pair of siblings yesterday morning at the bus stop right down from my house (sometimes, when I leave later than I should :/ I get stopped across the street while the bus picks up the kids). It was an older brother walking his younger brother to the bus. The little one got in line and then right as he was up to the door, he ran back over to his big brother to give him a hug… then got on the bus. So sweet. I’m sure those moments don’t happen all the time. If only I knew the parents to tell them how adorable their kids were.

Tile

http://www.thetileapp.com Umm… yes, please. It’s like the locator thing I used to have where there was a button that you push to find your stuff… until I lost the button thing. :( Until of course someone steals your stuff, sees the tile connected to it, and throws it away… But, just for around the house and finding my keys and such… I definitely think I will need this.   Edit: apparently this is only for i-products… no tile for me :(

Haircut

Today I tried to convince Danny it would be a good idea for me to cut his hair. I have no idea why he didn’t like my idea. He drove around and couldn’t get into any of the barbers in town, so he said he was desperate… but apparently not desperate enough to trust me and my scissors. :/ I told him I’m really good at learning things from YouTube… I mean, it really shouldn’t matter that the only things I usually learn on YouTube are new knitting techniques… right!?! I still have complete confidence that I could do it… but we’ll see… maybe if he stays still enough in his sleep… :)

Baggage Claim Etiquette

I don’t have very many pet peeves. I like to think that I have a fairly high tolerance for crazy and annoying. But this is one that I can’t seem to get over. Every time I travel, it bothers me to the point that I start to worry that I might be developing anger issues. Like I might punch someone. Really. So I’ve just gotten off my nice, relaxing 3-hour flight where I got to wedge my head against the window and the chair in the hopes that I don’t wake up on the shoulder of the guy next to me (sorry guy on my last flight… I hope I didn’t drool too much). I trek my exhausted self from the plane to the shuttle and over to baggage claim #7. I stand a few feet back from the conveyor belt to wait patiently for my bags and before there is even enough time for a crowd to develop, a lady comes and stands directly in between me and the conveyor belt. Really!? Nope, I’m …

Instagram Temptation

I’m trying really hard right now to resist joining Instagram. I’m on way too many of these sites to begin with, and it’s been around long enough I feel like I would be hopping on the bandwagon way too late. But, it’s still hard to resist… it just seems very me. I’ve never really looked at it before until today. So simple. I like it (even though Twitter is simple but I’m not a fan of Twitter… don’t ask me why… maybe it’s the character limit… I don’t like to feel so restricted). Anyway, I guess I should start posting pictures on here instead. We’ll see…