Lovelihood

It's not super warm yet, but us Seattleites are so unaccustomed to the sun that a day in the high 50s deserves to be spent in shorts.

It was a lot more super earlier.

A Grand Taxonomy of Rap Names purchased for The Mr. because he likes Taxonomy and he likes Rap Names. Naturally.

The first of our many special May occasions comes down tomorrow. And like most special occasions, this one requires cake. A proper one, a Love household standard no-dairy/no-egg carrot cake sandwiching a layer of icing, is resting in the icebox. But when there's enough batter left over to spoon into a couple dozen mini cupcake papers, there's no arguing with the circumstances... You make the two dozen bite-sized cupcakes. And then you top them with a little chapeau of your soy cream cheese icing.

When my knees and hips start feeling creaky during runs, I take that as my cue to go shoe shopping. I've been eying the minimal strain of running shoes for a while, impressed with the barefoot and near-barefoot runners who have been showing up at the races. But what it really came down to was that this was the prettiest pair at REI the day I went in for a new pair. Took them out for a run today, and I can report that they at least make me want to run faster.

It says "Thank you mom for raisin me." And there are raisins on it. I don't believe this requires any further comment.

I may rag on Texas a lot, but if there was one unimpeachable item for the plus column, it would be the availability of perfectly ripened avocados. Here, even in-season, finding a palatable specimen can be difficult. The one I cut open tonight for Bear's lunch was just a hair on the fibrous side, but otherwise not bad at all.