Looking at that photo of myself in the changing room made me actually get off my duff and get a couple new bras. I think the point at which you get a free pashmina with your brassieres is when you need to start sourcing them from ebay.

It is a kinda pretty pashmina, though.

And I walked past Teavana a number of times, and got two small bags of rooibos blends at Lupica instead. And although I wanted every pair of shoes at Aerosoles (and there's a sale...), especially these, but I just got a pair of the black and grey tweed ballet flats (very disappointing the lace ones didn't feel comfortable).

And saw Premium Rush which I found pretty disappointing for a JGL piece. Coulda been anyone--there was no there there.

Mint simple syrup-- every recipe seems to involve heating the mint somehow, which I don't understand. So I do indeed just steep mint leaves in cooled simple syrup.

My sister just sent me pictures of the dress she's wearing to the wedding. It's this totally slinky tube thing in an aboriginal (I can't be more specific) print, and it's incredibly hot. And she has big chunky jewellery to go with it.

Mint simple syrup-- every recipe seems to involve heating the mint somehow, which I don't understand.

Yeah, that's how I do it. I usually ignite the rum I'm soaking the spearmint in.

Which I realize is not just simple syrup, but that's how I've done it.

Oh! Matt! I got the Olympics opening ceremonies disc! Thank you! Can I paypal your profile addy for the postage and whatnot?

Thanks Liese, but no need. Just enjoy the WTF-ery of several parts of the ceremony.

So I do indeed just steep mint leaves in cooled simple syrup.

Okay, awesome, thanks.

Thanks Liese, but no need. Just enjoy the WTF-ery of several parts of the ceremony.

Aww, Matt, thank you. I expect significant WTF-ery.

Okay, so I'm not going to look the most related, but this is my backup dress. Haven't decided on shoes.

Our house is unbearably hot right now, but it's our house and every family member is in it.

My parents, who were here this week, had the worst trip ever through no fault of their own or my own. And I barely got to spend time with my dad who is in a steep funk and decline. But they got to see the kids which is what matters.

Dad is bad off. He loses the car in the parking lot. I'm trying not to resent the fact that my parents travel everywhere with a shit dog, because it's my dad's fave companion of late.

Grace responded to antibios and is home a day early than I thought she would be. This AM when the nurse mentioned putting in a PICC line, I actually had to leave the hospital and walk to Coffee Bean 8 blocks away because I was pretty outraged and upset. Luckily she was wrong and Grace is asleep in bed. I have to give her some amoxycillin, but not quite yet.

In a less amusing overheard conversation, I heard the following at the local convenience store: "Dude, tell him to never stop playing football. He doesn't want to play baseball and for sure not basketball. Those are no sports for a white man." My neighborhood, ladies and gentlemen.

"Dude, tell him to never stop playing football. He doesn't want to play baseball and for sure not basketball. Those are no sports for a white man."

I don't know where he's getting his information because Football is a black dominated sport in California and Baseball is mostly whities.