small pleasures

Got myself the wooden-handled hairbrush I wanted. I'd wanted to get a set of hairbrush and wooden-handled mirror, but haven't been able to find a mirror like that. The wood feels good in my hand, and the bristles are just the right type I like, so it feels really good on my scalp, a double sensual pleasure. I have friends and acquaintances who get heavily into stuff like bath bombs and massage bars and gels and such, and I've never had the time or inclination for such, but this I'm enjoying. It's a little thing, but a nice one.

I also got myself flowers again at the Central Market. That's a guilty pleasure, but I'm doing it, as a self-treatment for the depression. A yellow rose and a stem of bluebonnets this time. Last time it was a stem of lilacs (I LOVE lilacs) and a lavender rose, the rose still has a bit of life to it.

sock progress

So Brendan's socks in the rainbow yarn are progressing well. ( my progress )

pizzaaaaaa

Since we're new in town, we hadn't found a pizza place we liked yet. Got a coupon in the mail a while back for a free large 2-topping at Mr. Jim's, so decided to try it out tonight. I liked it. We also got an order of their Cin Sticks - like breadsticks, but covered with cinnamon sugar and it comes with frosting. Yummmmmm. So I'm pleased, I think I've found our local pizza place. Convenient to get there and back here, too.

Just for the record...

...I'm in my fifth shirt today. None of these were removed for minor, insignificant spit-up, oh no, Jamie is the blorch king.

Ah, well, that's parenting for you.