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So, did we mention that Lloyd actually has an iPad now? His ‘kickoff’ donation at the auction was basically paying for his own iPad. Here’s why I’ve decided I really need one – it has voice recognition software. I guess it’s like using the new iPhone and talking to Siri.

Note: you can go back and edit what you say, but I’m going to leave the following unedited so you can see how it comes out. I thought getting a picture of me posting while I was talking to the iPad would be cool, but unfortunately I didn’t plan out what to say, so you just get a bunch of babbling while I’m waiting for the self-timer to go:

Now I’m going to play with it and try to take my picture. I am making this post as I’m talking I’m just talking at the iPad and taking my picture at the same time when it’s done and could have a post and hope my camera took a picture me doing it because I had it on self timer. Okay that first photo really didn’t go as planned no no no like Tracy keep taking the camera for me I don’t want to actually be in the picture. So this is a lot of stupid technology at the same time and likes it when you take it out of the case and I said how you take it out of the case because I didn’t know how to do it. so I guess that’s the end of my post.

After messing with it, now I know how to enter punctuation and speak a little more clearly. I see all kinds of cool applications for making observations about my preschoolers. So, who here thinks Lauren needs her own iPad? You needn’t raise your hands – just vote by mailing me a hundred dollars. (Except you, Deborah – I still owe you money.)

This weekend finds me with a few tasks that need to be accomplished, which is ‘good’ in the sense that I will be a productive member of society, but bad in that I will be missing out on a lot of recorded television. Oh, and the naps. Who am I kidding? The naps will get done. First things first and all that.

Lloyd and I are helping with a meeting at church this morning, but before that I need to swing by school and pick up the art that needs to be hung in the cafeteria after the meeting. I will goof up at least one of those things. Then it’s evening church to attend a past preschooler’s baptism. (Yay!) Then tomorrow it’s an Open House at work, and Deborah – it’s also your birthday, in case you forgot. Oh, and laundry and a video project.

What y’all doing with your weekend?

Last weekend I was in Lincoln and I went to Kohl’s, where I ran into Deborah. She was shoe shopping with Macy and Bethany, so we all went to the shoe department. I was just browsing, but there were some Ked’s shoes that caught my eye.

I currently have *gulp* four pairs of tennis shoes. One ancient Converse-style knockoffs from Target that I wear to mow the lawn, a pair of knockoff exershoes (you know – with the curved bottom) that I have worn exactly once, a pair (bought in desperation before Lloyd’s fifteen year high school reunion) that has the sole coming off, and an unclaimed pair from the Lincoln Lutheran lost-and-found (during the summer, when school was out, so I wasnt’ stealing anything. Quit looking at me like that.)

So, let’s add one more pair to the mix. I like the style, but that plaid is just so….. preppy. So uppity. I can’t decide how I feel.

Have you ever read a more boring post in your life? Seriously, we just spent a few minutes together discussing my shoes. Let’s both go do something else.

Lloyd made peas for dinner. Altogether now – “Yuck! Peas are gross! Down with peas!!”

Unless they are in Zoya’s amazing potato salad, then they are acceptable. But other than that;

“Gross! I will only eat a small spoonful and will make small gagging noises while doing so!”

I decided to supplement my tiny serving of peas with a couple of spears of marinated asparagus. Mmmmmmmmmmm….. tart yumminess. Then I noticed the label on the lid:

Rutin? Rutin? They’re not even trying! That word wouldn’t make it in a Scrabble game! Nice try, Maker’s Mark. I think ‘rutin’ might be code for ‘ant poop’.