Faraway, So Close

I’m just throwing a link up here to a funny story from Marc about trying to find a fishing spot with his kids.
Marc does a great job of keeping up what I think is the original intent and spirit of blogging - telling stories and events from your life that may or may not interest [...]

Kurt Cobain’s daughter, Frances Bean Cobain, is 16 this year.
Someone, somewhere on the internets posted/tweeted about this but I can’t find where I saw it - whoever you are, you get all the credit for this amazing post. Be proud!

First off, yes - I’ve changed the design of the blog again. I keep finding little things to be annoyed with in each design and ultimately I won’t really be happy until I do it myself but for now, you get to witness musical templates on my blog. Hopefully it’s not too upsetting. [...]

Well we’ve been gone from home for a week and we’re finally starting to feel recovered from the jet lag/tiredness and adjusting to life doing nothing. It takes awhile to decompress and come down from work/life/etc but it definitely feels good now that we have.
Our days have thus far consisted of sleeping, eating [...]

35+ hours of travel later and we’re finally here in Byron Bay, Australia. Everyone’s doing ok - just need some sleep and adjustment to the new time zone. But it’s beautiful and great to be back in Australia. Pictures/etc coming later.

From the BBC:
The study focused on 740 first-time pregnant mothers in the UK, who were asked to provide records of their eating habits before and during the early stages of pregnancy.
The researchers found 56% of women with the highest energy intake around the time of conception had boys, compared to just 45% among women with [...]

A great interview with the author of a book I may have to add to my pile - Parenting Inc. by Pamela Paul. A couple of choice quotes:
When you think back to the ’60s and ’70s, all the right-thinking progressive parents thought toys should be natural and open-ended. Crayola and Kinder Blocks and Lego [...]

Someone was nice enough to shoot a paintball (I think?) through our kitchen storm window. Apparently they didn’t approve of me doing the dishes.