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Busy weekend

Tootsies

Have you ever spent any time trying to write with your non-dominant hand? Your brain knows how to form the letters, but somehow it has trouble directing your hand to move in the direction you know it needs to go. That's how I'm feeling right now because we got a new computer this weekend, and it's a MacBook. It has a keyboard and a mouse and a screen, but everything else is different enough that I have that weird sensation of writing with my left hand. I'll leave the particulars about the computer to J.P., as it's really his story to tell. And he has accompanying photos!

Friday I got a haircut! Woohoo—aren't you excited? It's sad, but I was. You see, my hair had been driving me crazy! And I thought my appointment was this coming Friday, so I was prepared to deal with it for one more week. Good thing they left a reminder message on the machine, or I would've missed it.

In the afternoon, my freshly-cut hair and I went to the home of our neighbor's daughter. Said daughter had a daughter two months ago, and I was to take pictures. It was my first session with someone I didn't really know, so I was a little nervous. But despite spit-up and a little crankiness (on the baby's part, not mine!), I think it went okay. The piggy pic above is my favorite one. (I know, Suzie, you're really surprised about that.)

Yesterday was a flurry of rehearsing and cleaning and gift-shopping and painting and entertaining. We really should entertain more often, because it means the house gets cleaned. And boy did this house need it! It's so nice to feel the clean kitchen floor underfoot. Not nice enough to do it more often, mind you, but nice nonetheless.

For dinner with our friends, J.P. grilled salmon and orange roughy, and we dined al fresco so we could enjoy the beautiful weather. Then it was inside for brownies and a rousing game of Uno with a six year-old.

Today I played at both the 8:00 and 9:30 services at church, and then we went to a baptism luncheon. I should've finished painting shutters this afternoon, but I decided to read for a while first. I got through a few chapters and realized a nap was in order. That was pretty much the rest of my afternoon, and it also explains why I'm still wide awake at 12:30.

Will I never learn?
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