From work:
This weekend, in a desperate attempt to get the girls out of the house, I took them to
Café Latte on Grand Avenue in St. Paul, where we ordered the cream tea assortment and split it three ways. Both were wary about the tea, although they consented to drink it when it was thoroughly doctored with cream and sugar. They were also highly dubious about the cucumber sandwiches, and neither took more than one bite of those. The fudge tart was gobbled up right away, however.
From there, we crossed the street and spent a happy hour browsing through the
Red Balloon Bookstore. Fiona bought the second of Pat Wrede’s Enchanted Forest chronicles books on tape,
Searching for Dragons. The Words Take Wings Repertory Company do a very good job with dramatizing these books—the girls certainly enjoyed the first one.
I stopped at an art store and got a
Moleskine Notebook to carry in my purse for jotting things down.
kijjohnson carries them, and so I thought I’d try them. They feel very satisfactory in the hand—sleek and neat, with creamy pages and an elastic band around the length for keeping them tightly shut. I have never really used the notebook-in-the-purse, but hope to be more mindful of capturing passing thoughts by the tail and recording them. It’s a different way of thinking, really. Instead of getting a neat idea and saying to myself "remember that," I must tell myself "write that down." I wonder if I will keep more useful creative thoughts as a result, or if it won’t really make a difference?
Peg