Five Favorites

Linking up with Hallie and the other Five Favoriteers

I’ve been holding off on blogging lately because the downside of our Louisville stint, my husband’s work hours, has been hitting us over the head recently and if you can’t say something nice…. you know. I’ve been tempted to complain about how tired I am of coercing the toddler to eat her food when she puts every! single! thing! in her mouth usually, leaves and carpet fuzz and dead bugs included. I’ve been tempted to whine about how I wish I could go to concerts and Moth story slams and friday evening trolley hops with bourbon. I’m especially tempted to voice my thoughts about how I used to explore cities through their coffee shops and bars, but I am seeing Louisville primarily through its playgrounds and story times. But fortunately for you, I have (mostly) held my tongue! Look at me, being positive! πŸ˜›

Enough cheekiness. Here’s five favorite things from our life in Louisville lately- honest to God, cross my heart. Life is good πŸ™‚

1. I love Louisville because it means my folks are only six hours away and three day weekends are possible now. I can’t get over this shot of when my Dad ran through a fountain with Mary at sunset. If you know my dad, then you know he’s not exactly the type to run through fountains on Friday evenings, but he would lasso the moon for this child, and I am so glad they get to see more of each other.

fountain

2. My parents got us a zoo membership for my birthday and I’m thinking we will be putting it to use quite often. We went last Saturday and Mary loved the gorillas and the ducklings most of all, but that’s mainly because they were the only moving animals (2pm in August is not prime cavorting weather for most beasts, it seems). Imagine how excited she will be when we go back in cooler weather!

gorillas

3. Mary and I were out and about the other day and we found a perfect Mary-sized park. The toddler area rests in the shade of a huge tree, there are swings and ride-on toys galore, and there’s a field for running eating leaves in. Β On the day we were there, the park even came with a Β very helpful (if slightly bossy) 11 year old who tried to teach Mary how to do each thing in the park. Score!

playground

4. A couple weekends ago (jeez, has it been that long?) Mary and I hit up the free Actors’ Theatre block party downtown because if Daddy has to work on a Saturday, Mary and I are at LEAST going to get out of the house and keep ourselves busy so we don’t miss him too much. We played with noisemakers…

noisemaker

 

Mary got her face painted for the first time, and we went with a fish because she loved this giant carp kite that a guy was parading around the whole area…

facepainting

And we took silly photos in the photobooth, which I offer for you here shamelessly with the single caveat that I had no warning before the first picture was taken.

block party

 

5. Mostly, though, I just love hanging out with this kid all day. It can be hard work (HARD work) but I’m living the high life and don’t think for a minute I don’t know it.

 

little goof

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Louisville, you’re a quirky town, and it’s really endearing

Louisville, I really like you so far, but you have a few quirks we need to discuss. Maybe you have perfectly logical explanations for these character idiosyncrasies, but I’m having a tough time figuring them out.

  • Your traffic laws are confusing and possibly nonexistent. Can someone explain to me whether it’s legal to drive on the medians? Everyone seems to do it, but my rule-following heart is struggling with making the plunge.
Google Maps

Image from Google Maps

  • Your library system is fantastic. Fantastic! So many locations, easy to navigate, lots of toddler events, even a smartphone app. I have 7 hold requests already. However, navigating the parks system is proving to be a little less straightforward. It’s hard for me to tell from the parks website whether a park will be appropriate for Mary’s age range or not, so we’ve just been going to see them in person. Louisville, if you are looking for some misplaced wood chips, my daughter probably ate them. I’ve heard good things about Cherokee Park– we’ll try there next.
  • I think there’s some law against wine being sold in grocery stores. I’ve seen wine areas at Trader Joe’s and World Market, but they’re completely walled off from the rest of the store and have separate street entrances. Beer, however, seems to be allowed in grocery stores. Color me confused.
  • People in Louisville seem to be friendly to the point of oversharing. The friendliness is a breath of fresh air after living in Michigan- it’s lovely to say hi to someone in the grocery store and get a hi back instead of confusion mixed with concern for my well-being.

    I had to! Look at that face! Image credit: beauty-obsessed.com

    The oversharing thing, though, is tough for an introvert like me. For example, in the first five minutes of meeting our cleaning lady, I knew exactly how much weight she had gained and lost in the last ten years. A simple comment about the weather would have sufficed!

  • I was not prepared to earn my homemaker stripes in a place with so much humidity! I’ve been living out of Georgia too long, I guess. I have conceded defeat in the matter of my frizz-prone hair such that I often resemble a certain literary character of magic school bus driving fame. I refuse to give in, though, to humdity’s attack on my sugar dispenser. I like sugar in my coffee every morning, dagnabbit, but when I go to pour out my sugar, only a little stream dribbles out around the huge chunks of sugar that have formed in my container. Drat and tarnation! Rice won’t work because the spout is about the size of a pencil eraser, so rice would pour out with the sugar. Anyone have a bright solution for me? I’m all ears!