in no particular order:
- my son has discovered the fine art of dropping things over the side of his exersaucer to be picked up
- it’s too damn hot
- Euro ‘08!
- it’s still too damn hot
- I really have cut out all of that random dicking around online
- it’s really freaking hot
- I <3 naps with the Chico
And I’m not going to be around today either because not only did our bananas hatch fruit flies (sweet lord I hate fruit flies and they aren’t entrapping themselves in the cider vinegar I set out) but we also have a ton of greens from CSA to be washed. The upside is I’m going to have a salad large enough to bathe in for lunch today, though.
I have cheated on the soda end of the Quit Now challenge but I don’t feel so bad about that because it was a sort of afterthought.
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We broke down yesterday and turned on the a/c because brick buildings with lots of sun before noon get really hot, even with blinds closed and near-nakedness. I tried to compensate by keeping most everything else turned off but it really doesn’t balance out usage-wise. I was surprised that I seemed to handle the heat better last year (pregnant) than this year (nursing.) I suppose it’s unfair to compare seeing as this was ridiculous heat.
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I broke down and spent a mad amount of money on a pair of Birkenstocks last week since I won’t be able to wear closed toe shoes for a while and I abhor flip flops and all of my other sandals are less than functional for regular walking. It was nicer than you can imagine to walk around in a matching pair of shoes yesterday. It had been a week and a half of surgical shoe on one foot, slipper on the other and I was well over it. I think I am officially a dirty hippy now.
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Tomorrow is Lucy’s last day of school. We’re taking her out to eat after she gets out for a treat, and I ordered a metric ton of art supplies to get us through the next month before her class starts. I also got a recycled craft book, and now we are saving damn near everything for projects–milk cartons, yogurt cups, tin cans, cracker boxes, you name it. I desperately need a system for storing everything. So desperately, in fact, I was dreaming about shopping for canvas bags last night.
And that, as they say, is that.
oh the throwing over the edge!!!! Drove me insane!
Not much heat here. Pool is being opened tonight, likely for the last summer-come visit!
from punk rock girl to dirty hippy… oh my!
We have a ton of greens from our CSA too, plus the stuff we are growing! Gah! And of course, its the one veg that John and the girls abhor. Although last night they ate the chard parmesan frittata like it was candy.
Don’t worry, I’m still punk rock down in my soul
One of my friends used to joke that every goth girl turned a little bit hippy in the summer because velvet was just too damn hot.
A chard parm frittata sounds heavenly. And we do have a huge bunch of rainbow chard! What do you do with kale? Last year we ended up giving most of ours away and I can’t remember what we did with the first few bunches.
Thor–I’m on my way
Ruby and hummus and a pool? Too good to pass up!
Seriously, if only I could convince C to cut classes next week I’d so be there
Just one cheat on the soda? You can live with that. Don’t do it again, though, or we’re gonna have to have a tough talk.