A Little Link Love

I can't seem to get much done right now. It's so much more fun to watch Teyla sleep.

But while my laundry needs folding and my bathroom is growing fuzz, I am somehow managing to stay up on my blog reading. Because I can do that while nursing. Which is what I do about 18 hours a day right now.

Thus, I'm posting a little link love -- the posts I've read over the last few days that made me think, pray and laugh so hard I almost scared my baby. (And can we just say -- riotous laughter + latched on nursing baby = OW!)

• If you aren't afraid of frogs now, you will be. Because apparently, frogs can go psycho and stalk you: Frog Relocation Program
• The wonderful world of kids pointing out all that's weird quirky about you: Kids Know Your Quirks
• Bless her heart, I love it when Beth Moore rambles: How Firm a Foundation
• My favorite post of the week: When I am an old woman, I shall wear black. And be bossy.
• Sarah (who had a baby smaller than Teyla and didn't break her, which is just one reason why she has my undying respect) goes from funny to thoughtful to inspirational and back again in one post: The Fair Share.
• And finally, The Case Against Poodles. In which Jeana made me swear to never get near a poodle again. (And if you want more hilarity from Jeana, check out this post about her kids getting song lyrics a little too right.)

Have fun reading! And stay warm. Because while I have no doubt some of you are sitting in a puddle of 70-degree sunshine, it's stinkin' cold here right now. (Yes, that's a technical term.) As my favorite local blogger said this morning:

This is the warmest day we will see this week. It’s 2 below right now. Now you understand why the Vikings would set their beards on fire before running into battle. There should be some modern version of this, no? A nice warming gel you could put on your face and set on fire. Put on a tight fireproof cap, slather the fire-sauce on your face, flick a Bic, and shovel the walk in comfort. Only one thing: until it was released to the general public, we’d have to keep the invention completely secret from the potheads.

Anyway, it’s cold.

Amen.