My baby sister had a baby. It’s crazy to think that you go from holding your baby sister to holding your baby sister’s baby.
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| This is me holding my sister 31 years ago. |
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| This is me holding my new niece. I did actually pick her up but I did not try to squeeze her in a bear hug, which is what I appear to be doing in that picture above with my sister. |
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| Isn’t she a cutie? |
I recently got my second installment from Wee Wood of the Month Club, via Little Alouette. This time I got another wooden teething only in the shape of a giraffe. So sweet!
I start off every day with coffee. Over the years I have shifted my tastes in how to prepare my coffee. It used to be that I’d order a mocha when out but drink coffee with hazelnut creamer at home. I shifted my drinking out tastes to lattes and over the last few months have opted to ditch the hazelnut creamer and use milk and sugar instead.
What I am always irritated with is the difference between how tasty my lattes from coffee shops are compared to my coffee at home. The issue is not the strength of coffee. I could care less about that. What I love is frothy milk mixed in with my drink. I’ve mentioned this many, many times to Wonder Boy but never pursued a solution. Until now.
Last night I was at Target and spotted the perfect item on clearance: a better operated milk frother by bodum. For under $4 I was willing to give it a shot.
This morning was my first go at coffee with a healthy dose of frothy milk and I am never going back. My coffee was so good! So light! So … Frothy!
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| This is the Battery Operated Milk Frother from bodum. To use it you just submerge he wirey end into your and press the button and voila! your milk gets frothy. |
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| This is my frothy coffee. Delicious! |
Here are some of the things I’ve been checking out this week.
In the seventh grade, my English teacher’s name was Mrs. Daly and I loved her. With her, we wrote. We didn’t dwell on grammar or spelling, but instead focused on how to craft the perfect sentence. Mrs. Daly coached my school’s Power of the Pen team, of which I was a member. In Power of the Pen, people are given a topic and a set amount of time to write something on that topic. Writing that way was great preparation for journalism school, writing on assignment and, frankly, for blogging.
Today is the National Day of Writing. This holiday is intended to celebrate the act of writing and learning by reading the writing of others. I am grateful on this day to the hours and hours Mrs. Daly spent with me making writing fun.
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