Hello Friends. How are you? Ready for the weekend? My niece Lindsey is here with a couple of her roommates — it’s spring break at their university. Lindsey finished a Mormon mission to Japan in November, so while we sightsee tomorrow, I’m going to suggest we include a visit to Japantown in San Francisco, plus 3 Japanese stores I know she misses — Muji, Daiso and Uniqlo. One of her friends has never been to California before, so I also want to do all the most touristy, recognizable things too.

It’s also St. Patrick’s Day tomorrow! Do you do anything fun to celebrate? Our own celebrations are usually food-related. Maybe we’ll eat Corned Beef & Cabbage, or classic Shepherd’s Pie, or these kid-friendly clover-shaped Pinwheel Sandwiches. Or, we might just dye our milk green. : )

Here a few things I’ve collected for you this week. I think you’ll really them:

– A tribute to the women we were supposed to hate in some of our favorite movies.

Thousands of working New Yorkers are living in homeless shelters.

– Scott Kelly spent a year in space and now he has different DNA than his identical twin brother.

– Do you kids love action figures? See you can come up with scenarios like these.

– National Geographic confronts its past history of racist coverage.

How evangelicals, once culturally confident, became an anxious minority seeking political protection from the least traditionally religious president in living memory. (I think a lot of Mormons can be included here too.)

– There is always a way to solve problems without using violence.

Has blogging transformed motherhood?

– Postal-service workers are shouldering the burden for Amazon.

– I want to go to the ocean and fly kites. Dang there are so many cool ones these days!

– Hah! How I ruined Instagram’s favorite cookie.

The unwelcome revival of ‘race science.’

Tiny kingdoms in bonsai trees.

I hope you have a really, really good weekend. I truly appreciate all the good conversations this week. I’ll meet you back here on Monday. I miss you already.

kisses,
Gabrielle