What are you up to this weekend? We are having people over tonight for pizza and green salad, and on Sunday we’re going to our friend’s baby’s baptism. (What would you suggest bringing as a gift?) Hope you have a good one, and here are a few fun links from around the web…
Who wants to hang out at this fisherman’s cottage in Scotland???
My spring essential for bike rides, evening walks, and lounging at picnics.
Have you seen the teaser for Dolly Alderton’s new Pride & Prejudice? Digging the soundtrack of birds chirping.
We desperately need a new living room rug. (Our current one has been destroyed by children.) I’m thinking of Ruggable’s washable ones — which do you like most, blue or plush?
I wasn’t planning to watch Love Story — the Hulu series about John F. Kennedy, Jr., and Carolyn Bessette — but people are raving. Have you been watching?
Also, two styles with Carolyn vibes: classic watch and very cool headband (or this one).
If you’d like a good song for the weekend, here’s a great cover of The Postal Service’s “Such Great Heights.”
How cool are these commercial illustrations from the 1960s and ’70s?
This headline made me laugh out loud.
Plus, four reader comments:
Says Jasmine on what inexpensive things make your life easier in winter: “I have a trick to increase coziness: I keep my hairdryer close to my bed, then turn it on and blast it into the covers rights before I climb in. So toasty!”
Says Sarah on how was your weekend: “My mom once got a fortune cookie that threatened, ‘LOCK YOUR DOORS TONIGHT.’ How f-ed up is that?!?!?!”
Says Deb on this new cookbook is bananas: “Years ago, I heard about a family whose mother suddenly was admitted to hospital. The caretaker decided to just cook all the most stained pages in the mother’s cookbooks, and the kids were content.”
Says Colleen: “My father died almost 27 years ago, one week after his 60th birthday. When my husband traveled down to Florida to see him for the last time — my dad was in hospice care — my father could barely speak but he looked at him and said, ‘Please take care of my baby.’ It killed me. It still kills. It will forever kill me. But he meant it. I was married, I lived in Alaska, I had supported myself for years but still, until the end, I was his baby.”
(Photo of JFK Jr. and Carolyn Bessette.)
