1. Working Han Solo in a coffee bar (doesn't that just have SUCH a nicer ring than shop? And it's true: there's a veritable bounty of booze on display along with the most fabulous espresso you'll ever put to your lips. Italy: 1, Starbucks: 0.) What about my kids? Oh, they're at the park down the street with their NANNY. Who is a sweet Romanian lady (read: not a gypsy. They're not all gypsies, despite what many native Italians believe) named Cristina who has graciously agreed to come to mi casa every Wednesday morning and party with my wolf cubs for 4 hours. I.have.arrived.
3. Papa Francesco's latest charge to adult Christians: stop being teenagers for life. Gosh I love his frankness, his Latin American-ness, and his way with analogies. Also, see point #2 for the way I'm directly disregarding this advice. Also, doesn't hurt that my talented husband wrote this piece.
4. This song. Thanks to Bonnie for feeding my ongoing pop addiction and pointing me in the direction of every song I've 'discovered' over the past year. Truly, I don't think I've discovered a single new piece of music without her recommendation.
5. This amazing flight auction site. A buddy from college (the Boulder years, not the Steubie years) is behind this brilliant and legit flight bidding site. And y'all, we just booked 3 round trip tickets from Denver to Jacksonville, FL in June for $88 a piece. So for under $300 bucks, my whole family - even the lap baby - is flying a couple thousand miles for less than it would cost to hitchhike and subsist on fast food for the duration. Incredible. Plus, they booked us on an actual airline (Delta) and with reasonable departure/arrival times (leave at 9 am, arrive at 2 pm). Nailed it. Orbitz, you're dead to me. I'm booking all forthcoming domestic travel via FlyinAway.com. (Now Eric, pretty please expand into the global market ASAP. K thanks.)
Go see the lovely Grace who is on Spring Break in the Big Easy and still sober enough to guest host for Hallie. Such a grown up, that Grace.