i'm reading franny and zooey for the first time (i tried reading it about a year ago but was distracted and never finished it) and am also kind of reading kate chopin, and then when those are done i have about ten books that nicholas parents brought and bought for us that need to be cracked open. i can't believe it's already going to be august; somewhere all of my summer ideas and plans and books slipped out of reach and i'm trying my hardest to grab and hold on to them all.
yesterday: i made blueberry pancakes, with the blueberries we picked from sauvie island; nicholas went to work and i picked shareen up; we went to the river with everyone; i ate a sandwich; we looked at a house; nicholas and i ate dinner on the couch in front of the fan and in the least amount of clothes possible. summer! the boot is at the groomers right now (i hate that word-- every time i say or read it i think of gum or a lawn mower) and they called while nicholas and i were downtown just to let me know that he's the most well-behaved cat they've ever seen. he was so scared and i was so nervous for him but it sounds like he did excellently. all of the windows are open, which never occurs for fear of a lost kitty, the entire house is clean, my hands are pruny, loads are in the wash, and i have coffee. and my brother and i are penpals.