I always find it both strange and interesting that when I go on my occasional obtuse political-ish rant, y’all smile, nod, and wait for me to talk about something more interesting to you.

But as Jill and I were discussing this evening on the way home from picking up my now functional car (hurray!), everyone just isn’t interested in the same things. (Jill wishes I were more interested in my car; I think of my car as a giant purse that takes me and any crap I might possibly need from point A to point B.)

Ultimately, we both agree that it’s probably good to have different interests, because how boring would it be if everyone were the same? I suspect you agree, even though you don’t usually comment on those posts, and I know I’ve gotten lots of fun ideas and interesting reads from bloggers on tangents.

Anyway, the car is fixed, the car shop is almost $400 richer, Noah went quietly to sleep tonight for the first time in 3 nights, even though he refused to eat a single solitary bite of his dinner. (We did let him have two pieces of string cheese just before bed.) And we have a plan for weaning at bedtime, which got off to a good start.

Plus, I got a nice check back from my flexible spending account, instead of the paltry $6.54 checks they’ve been sending me, so I actually have a reason to go to the bank tomorrow. And they found Noah’s missing blue choo-choo at church — I’m going to pick it up tomorrow.

The week is getting better.