So, I've spent my mini-vacay sleeping in, chugging Nyquil, lapping up wifi, menu planning, lazy reading, and doing absolutely nothing that might fall under the heading of "Productivity".
It's just what the doctor ordered.
The kids totally followed suit, though they did manage to make it out of their pajamas most days, so they had me beat.
Midwest Living's Mediterranean Eight-Layer Dip.
It was fairly involved, but we all agree - well worth it.
Speaking of food, I have a new favorite lunch.
Well, here you'll see a dim and grainy photo of all required ingredients.
Laughing cow cheese, flour tortilla, thinly-sliced ham, thinly-sliced cucumber, dill weed, garlic powder.
It's so good.
I fully intended to write a follow-up to this post, listing a bunch of ideas on caring for orphans. Then I discovered it has already been done, and done quite well. Since I'm not about re-inventing the wheel, take a close look at You Don't Need to Adopt to Care for Orphans - Rage Against the Minivan.
One of my favorite blogs had an excellent post yesterday, Downward Mobility as Reconciliation at D. L. Mayfield
"Much of the discussion about downward mobility is whether you should do it. Those who oppose the idea claim, “you don’t have to be downwardly mobile to be more spiritual.” But, really, the Kingdom isn’t about shoulds. It’s more like this: if you opt out, you’re missing out. By seeking out those exactly like us, we are impoverishing our own salvation."
"I don’t think everyone is called to live in a poor neighborhood. But everyone is called to love the poor. And so, here’s the secret. living in a poor neighborhood makes things easier."
I heart Ellen's bathroom. I found it on Pinterest and it had that keeping-me-awake-at-night affect, though I had no clue it was hers. Then Nester blogged about it the next day and I was all, "Ellen? Ellen!" and I suddenly loved it even more, somehow.
Please note that the flooring is of the make-do variety, and it appears the primper must turn around from the sink to preen in the mirror. My point? This bathroom is not brand new or high-end or perfectly designed. It was thrifty and simple and it makes its owner smile. That is what decorating is all about.
Also, take this as a sign, there are probably yet more collages in my foreseeable future.
(And they all sighed in exasperation.)
I understand I'm running the risk of collage overload. The only problem is, I do not give a rip.
I guess that about sums it up for now. Honorable mentions go out to: Tom & Jerry, La Fiesta, and my black leggings/garage-sale-hunting-socks combo, worn with pride for 36 straight hours.
Happy Weekending, Homies!
Tell me something you loved this week. Or else.