Husband & I decided to go out for lunch and stopped into a local coffee shop that also has little bagel-and-egg type sandwiches. I grabbed a table while he went up to order our food.

While waiting, I just kind of absorbed what was going on around me and it was all so pleasant!

Right next to me on one side was a young person of indeterminate gender reading an old sci fi book that I recognized as being one of MY favorites when I was younger. If I were less shy (or if they looked less engrossed) I might have said something but instead I just enjoyed seeing them enjoy their book. (Isaac Asimov, 'The Caves of Steel')

On the other side of me was a young couple who seemed to be on a date, not a first date but seemed to be early in the relationship. They were playing some card game I'm not familiar with, and she was teaching him the rules as they went. They were both SO kind and respectful to each other. It gave me warm fuzzies.

And then across from me was an older gentleman with his granddaughter who was an older baby (IDK how old but not quite a toddler). I knew it was his granddaughter because he was proudly showing her off to a couple about my age (50ish) that were at the table next to him and talking about how they were having "grandpa day". He was SO PROUD of that little girl, and she was giggling and grabbing at everything while the other couple cooed at her. Cutest part was the pink diaper bag he had slung over the back of his chair. I love it when men aren't afraid to demonstrate love and sensitivity.

Then I got distracted by my beloved husband arriving with our food and we had a lovely little lunch together. <3

We took my kid to see the new Minecraft movie. I had zero interest in going, but I’m so glad I saw it in the theatre.

The movie itself was absolute nonsense, but the theatre was full of mostly kids under 10, with a few teenagers. They were so excited throughout this movie- they clapped every time they saw a character they recognized (which was a LOT), they hooted, they hollered, they cheered, they clapped along to the songs… it was such a joy. They cheered loudest at the cheesiest line, “First we Mine. Then we Craft. We Minecraft!”

I could not stop giggling throughout. It made me so happy to see kids express such pure joy and excitement. What a treat.

I preface this with both my husband and I having problems with crowded places and people in general. We just try to live around it.

So tonight we went down the street to a chain pizza buffet for dinner (place is cheap, you can get pizza, pasta, salad and dessert for less than fast food around here).

I went back to small buffet to grab a little dessert. Father with three children was up there. He was trying to monitor the two getting pizza (in front of him) while also keeping the third (who was across from him) from getting too much sugar. Child was proclaiming he needed all the cinnamon rolls (of which there were none) and the father was torn in three directions while asking the staff how long on the rolls in an attempt to appese the cinnamon beast. I was forced to wait off to the side til they finished and it was awkward and a little panic inducing. I grabbed a couple of small things went back to the table and related to my husband what had transpired at buffet because he couldn't see what was going on from where we were, only knew I was standing away. He said he was looking to get fresh cinnamon rolls too, I told him good luck, kid sounded like he planned on a pan for dinner!

He gets up to get dessert and comes back a few minutes later with a fresh cinnamon roll for me too. He then excitedly related his tale of the staff putting the rolls in a strange place with no utensil, him being the first to realize, and then stealing other utensils to claim his prize when the staff ignored him. He was very intent that I was going to have one and was very proud he had made it happen. It's the small things like this.

Boys are usually seen as more aloof and distant but we went to this coffee shop earlier that offered free stickers. I'm the only one who grabbed a few.

Back in our classroom, I offered friend 1 a sticker and friend 2, while not saying anything, whipped his head around when he heard 'sticker'. He seemed like he didn't want to impose but readily accepted when I offered him one too.

I just thought it was cute.

So today I dressed up in a long black dress, grabbed my gear, and walked to a small quiet garden near home. I had no real plan — just the idea that I had to film this episode. It’s part of a 90-day challenge I’m doing, where I post videos even if I don’t feel ready. The theme today was: “I don’t know what I’m doing — but I’m doing it.” Felt weirdly fitting.

I ended up filming the whole thing in one take, surrounded by leaves and stairs and dappled sunlight. It wasn’t fancy. It wasn’t even very structured. But something about it felt honest. Like a love letter to not having it all figured out.

Have you ever done something just because your gut said to, even if you didn’t know what the outcome would be?

So I had a bit of the kimchee I made last month. And a few stalks of celery. An onion. A few garlic cloves. Plus a couple of chunks of mostly bone beef from the Asian market up the road.

Four hours later it was a lovely kimchee and beef stew. All bits and bobs and leftovers. Simple. Easy. Cheap.

DELIGHTFUL. The missus approved and asked me to tuppy up the leftovers for her to take to work the next couple of days.

In a world of chaos, it's nice to turn this and that into simple home joy.

I was walking with my sister in a park the other day and between the grass I saw a blue bouncy ball.

"Wow, how did you find that?" She said.

"I don't know"

Later on I thought to myself with a smile: in a way that's how I would like to be remembered, as someone who could find forgotten bouncy balls.

Although I am 22 I can still have fun like a kid with them.

Last week, I was at the dollar tree and found some cute Easter items. I bought a basket, egg-shaped chalk, and candy. I left this at my neighbor’s door, they’re so sweet and they have two cute kids. Then yesterday, their mom brought over two slices of homemade cheesecake!

Grey Bag Guy: Lets get some sandwiches or something for later.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: We can’t get sandwiches for later. All decent sandwiches have meat, cheese, mayo, it’ll be four hours at least until we eat. They’ll spoil.

Grey Bag Guy: So, I don’t know. Get tuna then.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: Great. Mayonnaise and fish. That’s better.

Grey Bag Guy: We need dinner and there isn’t time at that stop to get off and get food.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: Let’s just eat when we get there.

Grey Bag Guy: We’re not there for 12 hours, minimum.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: We just ate. Let’s eat in 12 hours or whatever.

Grey Bag Guy: You’re saying that with such confidence now because we just ate. In four hours give or take, you will be hungry. I’m only planning ahead.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: I have cheez its.

Grey Bag Guy: For dinner? You’re gonna eat cheez its for dinner?

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: To tide me over until we’re there, sure.

Grey Bag Guy: It’ll be nighttime when we’re there. Nothing will be open to eat. And we’ll be too tired.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: Great. So we’ll sleep and wake up the next morning and eat in the morning and things will be open. Perfect.

Grey Bag Guy: You’re missing the point. And I’m getting a sandwich. Want anything?

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: Eh—alright. I guess get me one of whatever you’re getting and worst case scenario you can just eat mine.

Grey Bag Guy: But I don’t need two sandwiches. Don’t get one with the expectation that I’m gonna eat it.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: Never mind, okay? Just never mind. I don’t need anything.

Grey Bag Guy: Look, I’ll get you one, but if you don’t eat it I can’t promise I’ll eat it.

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: Fine, that’s fine. Don’t worry about me so much.

Grey Bag Guy: There’s kind of a line now. Do we have time?

Navy Blue Ford Logo Hoodie Guy: I dunno. Your call. Bus leaves in five minutes.

Grey Bag Guy: Eh. Never mind. There isn’t time.