It's amazing the difference 20 degrees makes. When NC had its usual 90+ weather I spent my weekends doing Jack with a side of shit. This weekend it was in the 70s and I set up my new laptop, walked to the farmers market, went grocery shopping at a regular store, made pot roast and salad and had a neighbor over for Sunday dinner, did dishes, vacuumed, took out the trash and the compostables, started laundry, and made next week's lunches. And now I'm gonna go clean the tub. Autumnal weather is the bomb!

and here we are having high summer . 95+ and hummidity ( not east coast humity , but high for this area)

so our day was a summer one - breakfast , a little house stuff . got on our bikes for the long mile trek down town for the concert - then early dinner ( brunch all day on sunday ) with a pitcher of margo - ritas ( maragritas made with agave soju) and a ride home .

....slow ride home :-) to catch as much of the breeze as possible.

Huh. Drinking a half gallon of orange juice has not assuaged my orange juice craving.

Calli, that's why I don't think I could move back to DC. I don't deal well with heat and humidity in combination, and the PNW is so much nicer on that front (yes, 9 months of gray is a different story, but...)

Half a gallon of OJ? That's a LOT! Maybe have an orange?

I did a bunch today too, sorta--went running this morning, then met up with friends at a lake about 45 minutes away for swimming and hanging out a few hours, then drove up to a different part of town for some dancing, then home for a skype chat with a girl. Now I SHOULD be packing for my trip tomorrow, but I think I'll wait until the last moment, in the morning. Also, I have the hiccups. GRR.

Half a gallon of OJ? That's a LOT! Maybe have an orange?

IKR? But eating a proper orange won't happen as we have strawberries and blueberries in season here so that is what is in the house. Lots of strawberries and blueberries, which need to be used up, and are perfectly yummy and totally not what I am craving.

Emeline had an impromptu slumber party last night. We started out with 4 additional girls (5 including Em), but one of them left around 9:30. Partly because she doesn't like being away from home and partly because the other 4 girls were being pretty bossy. Not surprising - 3 only children and 1 oldest child. P is a really laid back, non-confrontational kid and four girls who do a lot of raised voice communication was too much for her. It's kind of funny, because she's the one I would love for Emeline to spend MORE time with in the hopes that the laid-backness would rub off on Em.

The girls that remain ate pizza and Doritos and sour cream and onion chips and Oreos and drank gallons of Sprite and lemonade and watched "Kit Kittredge", "Anastasia" and had a pillow fight and danced.

Joe thought he could get them to stop giggling and shouting at each other. I giggled at him and said, "You were never a 9 year old girl, huh?"

This morning, they were up by 7:30. I threw cold pizza and chips at them until I could get coffee and then I made them pancakes - which they devoured.

It wasn't even my sleepover and it's nuts how happy it made *me*. Emeline had (is having) a great time, but I was just smiling and grinning the whole time. Which made Joe grin at me like a fool. Well, except for when one girl was yelling at another, but that was nipped in the bud pretty quickly.

*Sigh* The little things, right? My girl couldn't be happier.

The little things, right? My girl couldn't be happier.

A happy child is no small thing, I'm thinking. That's good slumber partying.

Everything hurts. I'm sick of this.

I'm sorry, Hil. Does your doctor have any ideas for trying something else to relieve the pain?