Last night we hung all of the remaining picture frames, arranged the baby toys, put up our mobile, and plugged in some night lights to help us walk around in the dark…. sounds suspiciously like nesting…
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Last night we hung all of the remaining picture frames, arranged the baby toys, put up our mobile, and plugged in some night lights to help us walk around in the dark…. sounds suspiciously like nesting…
We’re expecting our first child a day or a month from now… which is a really awkward range for planning. But it’s made me think about priorities. Every night may be the last night we have before the baby, so we decide what’s the most important thing to do before the baby and we do that.
I love the idea of letting your priorities guide your night. It’s too easy to slip into patterns simply because they’re patterns…. so what do you really want to do?
Scientific America reported today that Africa is getting too hot to grow chocolate. If that’s not enough to get a greenhouse setup in your own back yard, I don’t know what is.
How do we start a campaign for Asia, South America and other areas to start growing cocoa???
If I ever go back to school, I think I should get a physics degree. There are lots of mysteries greater than the Higgs Boson that need to be solved… such as why water occasionally jumps out of my water bottle and onto my glasses when all I did was nicely take a drink.
I recently read that we’re getting close to printing electronics (like circuit boards) in a printer… which would make them lighter, thinner, more flexible and cheaper.
If you could print and embed a phone into any object, what would it be? It sounds a bit cliche, but I would love a phone embedded in a real banana. I just worry what it would do to my productivity….
Last weekend we decorated my hand and my wife’s belly with some henna. In less than a week mine was gone and her’s was just starting to fade in a few places. That got me wondering: how many times do I wash my hands in an average day… So today I’m counting hand washes. It’s 11AM and I’m up to 8 already. (I think her belly washes have remained at 1.)
One of the great things about writing a new book about Chocolate is that I had to eat this bar for the cover image of the book. And no, it’s not a photo of me passed out covered in chocolate and surrounded by wrappers, but an artistically bitten chocolate bar I molded myself.
This “flying ant” was gathering dirt from a hole and dropping it on the other side of the stick. Not sure if he was making a hill to play on or digging a ditch for a home (or boobie-trap for a centipede). Either way he got pretty territorial when I tried to take this photo. Don’t worry flying ant, there’s enough dirt for everyone.
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