So a couple weeks ago, I was looking for suggestions for displaying postcards.

What I neglected to mention at the time was that I have a single postcard on display, however, I purchased it “as is” so, recreating that layout was going to be beyond me.

But I love how you can see both sides of the card.

So I spent some time looking on-line, and didn’t see anything reasonable I liked. Then I checked Target where I thought I remembered seeing clear glass picture frames. I was right–they had them.

Unfortunately, this solution isn’t perfect–the frames were in a box, so you couldn’t see that they used double sided tape to hold the picture to the back frame of glass, and the wooden rectangle that holds the glass in the frame is kinda flimsy. Plus, the double-sided tape left ugly smears on the glass (Yes, I have Goo-Gone. But I figured the more I fooled with the glass, the more likely I was to break it and end up needing stitches). However, what I had going for me was that the postcards are thicker than pictures, and since some of them have spent years on my refrigerator, they aren’t particularly flat, all of which seems to work to hold them in place.

We’ll have to see how this holds up in the long run, but for now, I’m quite pleased.

Upon hearing this morning about the website What’s Your Favorite Number, I immediately went to enter my favorite number–and to attempt to explain why it’s my favorite number.

My favorite number is 7, but it must be written correctly, with a serif and a slash.

First, I like writing the number 7 (I obviously write it with a serif and a slash.) Second, 7 (when written properly) conforms to the thing I like about several other numbers–they physically represent in some manner their number.

1 (without the serif or slash) takes only a single mark to create. 3 has three end-points. And when written with a serif and slash, you can count seven points on a seven.

Odd? Yeah. But it’s not like there’s anything particularly logical about a favorite number.

So what’s your favorite number, and why? (And go vote! “I don’t have a favorite number” is an option!)

I’m looking for suggestions/ideas.

I love to get postcards, and save the postcards I get. Currently, they’re on the fridge, but that really isn’t the best way to keep the safe, especially the ones I want to keep.

I can get a photo album book for them, but then they aren’t being displayed. However, framing them and hanging them on the wall means you can’t see both sides (and you need to see the “other” side to see details about the card and where it was from).

Any one else save postcards? And if so, how do you display/save them?

Ideal would be some kind of hard clear case in some sort of rack so you could pick them up and look at both sides. Anyone know anything like that?

Anything on your mind?

Was just sitting here wondering, what is your favorite REM song?

If you hate REM, no need to tell me so, though you can ask me to ask about another artist or group.

Also wrong:

Today’s word is in honor of my niece: Narwhal

Wake up after having had dreams that my phone was broken.

Get up to discover that, despite charging all night, the battery on my phone is dead.

Switch the battery, turn on phone, get dressed and leave for Farmer’s Market.

After phone finally turns completely on, Michael notices I have a voice mail from my pregnant friend. I’m supposed to watch her kid if she goes into labor early, which is why I’ve been trying to keep my phone charged at all times.

Message says that she is in the hospital. She fell down the stairs–she is OK, the baby is OK, but they are keeping her for observation. Are we still on for her kid taking a nap (originally wrote that as kid napping, and that’s was just wrong) at our house today as planned? (We want to make sure kid is going to be comfortable sleeping here.)

Head to Best Buy. One hour later, I have a loaner phone, and my replacement phone should be here in a week. My loaner phone is NOT awesome, but I suppose I only need it for a couple days.

And now I have a preschooler napping in our guest bedroom while her daddy is visiting mommy in the hospital, where she’ll be kept overnight for observation.

In other news, I didn’t get the grocery shopping done today OR any of the house cleaning. But Mommy and baby are OK, and preschooler seems perfectly content to nap here, so in the grand scheme of things, it’s all good.

Oh. Preschooler likes ladybugs and caterpillars and frogs.

Just so you know.

Cashier at Grocery Store, looking at my items on the belt: Oh my goodness, your groceries are organized *perfectly*!
Me: Well, OCD is good for something.
Cashier: I think it’s OCD-lightful!

Too bad I’m only in  the mood for whimsical destruction.

Took this last week, but then managed to forget about it. These were some of the egg varieties at Whole Foods.

I’ve had stranger assortments–but not MUCH stranger than this.