Oatmeal by Noon

Having eaten oatmeal for breakfast, I thought it appropriate to tell you about Maggie's amazing photo project site oatmealbynoon.org. She and her friends Ashley and Maura each post one picture every day (I think the whole week's worth are uploaded every Sunday. Please correct me if I'm wrong). It's been around for a while, so there's lots of good stuff to flip through.

Also, I have Maggie to thank for some of the awesomeness going on in the library. I feel sort of sorry for the rest of the rooms in our new house because the library, being the coolest, gets all of the attention. But, I mean, look at it! How could we not love it the most? Anyway, Maggie sent me the print over the mantle for Christmas with the disclaimer, "You might hate it." Not only do I not hate it, but holy god! Look how freaking perfectly it matches the fireplace! It's the exact colors of the tile. Plus, you can't see it here, but the walls are painted that exact shade of mustard from the fireplace and the print. It's rather serendipitous.

This morning I'm going to city hall to deal with business licenses. Before I run off on my errands, though, I have to mention "the game" (suggestions for a better name welcome). It was invented during our first few nights in Birmingham, during which time a lot of wonderful forms of entertainment were conceived. This one, however, is the most hilarious to watch. One player performs a series of ridiculous movements and their opponant has to replicate it. One loses by failing to adequately recreate the sequence (routine?) or by falling (the latter of which is a real problem for Devon). If your Catchphrase runs out of batteries, I highly suggest you try this out. Let the hijinx begin.