One of my children and my girlfriend both go to the same school. My girlfriend and the other child both have asymmetrical haircuts.
I don’t want make light of peanut allergies, but I received a notice of recall email from a brand of protein bars I eat. The voluntary recall was “due to the potential for the presence of undeclared peanut.” This makes me think there was one rogue peanut that fell in the mix.
I encountered a shower control knob that was at the back of the shower, allowing you to easily adjust the temperature without standing in the rush of frigid or scalding water.
The howling wind of 20-30 mph outside the hotel sounds like baby crying or an animal wailing.
The ragged tree branches were silhouetted against the darkening sky. Whether they were broken by storms or just wind, the craggy wood speaks to the primitive power of nature.
Last year I read 22 books, so I figured that 24 books in 2018 was a manageable goal. I track my books on Goodreads, but it also gives me a place to save books that I want to read. About halfway through the year, as I was approaching 20 books, I upped my goal to 36 books. I was reading a mix of fiction, non-fiction, even a few business books thrown in. I ended the year having read 40 books.
I rarely carry or spend cash, and when I do spend it, I pay almost no attention to the coins I receive as change. They immediately go into a tip jar, the console in my car or my change collection.
I used to collect coins, but in the way kids did it. I had a penny album in the 1970s and I was looking for a penny from every year. The hardest one to find was the 1943 one made of steel, since copper had other uses during World War II. It may have been the last one needed to complete the book, but I found one. I think I still have this penny album in a box somewhere.
These two things combined made it not surprising and very surprising that I noticed a 2018 penny at the very end of the year. I had never seen one before. In fact, I don’t even remember the last time I even noticed the date on a penny.
I went to a bluegrass jam concert in an old building on top of a mountain. The flags on the walls must have been there since the 1950s since they only had 48 stars. They must look all right to the old timers playing on stage.
I stayed in two different AirBnBs in the past week and they had very different feels to the. One was a converted basement that had green walls and a folding card table. It was an example of no frills. The second place was also a downstairs room, but it had weathered barn wood on the walls and lots of nice touches. The soap is fancy and the toilet paper is the same that I use at home. But in the first place, the cheap hotel-style soap barely lathers and the toilet is the cheapest, one-ply, industrial toilet. Is this what the owners use for themselves, or do they just treat their guests poorly? Real hospitality is way more about the little things than the big things.