Joel and Chalice just had a veggie-eat-out at the kitchen table (well, Chalice was in the high chair). Chalice ate chunks of carrots, bananas, and fussed for more pureed spinach and rice while Joel chowed down on carrots, broccoli, and grapes. I don’t have a veggie toddler/infant food wheel on my refrigerator and I don’t make sure that my kids always get the perfect assortment of foods in their diet. I’ve heard that vegetable consumption accumulates for the week–so I guess my kids are good till next Friday on their greens, oranges and yellows!

I got a guy to Ooooh at my hair today. (yeah, so my two-year-old doesn’t really count as “a guy” :) ) I’ve been particularly frustrated with my hair lately. I don’t really like all the different lengths and I have these obnoxious short hairs that seem to come and go with my multivitamins. I rarely spend the time to blow dry my hair properly so I’ve never really mastered great technique. Shortly after blow-drying my hair today, I was sitting on the floor playing with Chalice and Joel came up to me and reached out to touch my hair. He did the Ooooh!-thing (he learned from watching his daddy eat something he really likes) and leaned against my hair like he does his favorite blanket. Vanity has its rewards.

Partway through the morning I discovered that I have a fair balance of a couple grand in a checking/savings account I left behind in my Capitol Hill days. That was the good news. I knew I had the account. I had purposely kept it because the congressional bank account has some nice perks. I didn’t recall how much money I had remaining. The bad news was that they’ve been deducting five dollars a month for a few years now due to inactivity. More dollars and cents to good ole Uncle Sam–we know he needs money! I called the credit union and set up my account to manage it online. I could look at monthly balance sheets from the past seven or eight years–boring entries with no transactions. It was funny though, typing in random check numbers and viewing old checks from years ago with the nice neat handwriting I used to have before having kids and trying to write with someone pulling my earrings while I’m trying to sign the statement at Costco. I was also funny the simplicity of the stuff I used to write checks for as a single gal. The first check was to New Hope Church–the church I attended ever since I can remember, prior to San Diego. (That was a good thing. I know I was not as faithful at keeping track of tithing as I should have been. My husband is MUCH better. He is very faithful.) The second check was for a guy’s name whom I don’t remember. The subject line said, “thank you” and the check was for $10. Hmm? The third was a monthly Marc commuter train pass fee. I remember griping about that bill for one hundred something–back before I had real expenses. The last one I looked at was twelve dollars and change for gas. Am I old, or have gas prices gone up quickly? It was a funny blast from the past–like snooping through someone else’s private life, only it was my own! I’m glad for the way God has directed my life. I have a wonderful, amazing husband and two cute little kids who keep me company all day long! I have lots of purposeful things to occupy my days–not the least of which is writing miscellaneous blogs that have little to do with anything of substance. Sometimes it is good therapy to just start typing.