Tuesday, August 04, 2009
the story of july
I said “one o’clock” as though I could see it, and “Monday” as though I could find it on the map.—Peter S. Beagle
Once upon a time, there was a blogger with very fine intentions, who encountered a hectic July… oh, wait: you already know how this one turns out, don’t you?
Yes, I was blindsided by a crazy summer. Here’s what happened, after Bermuda:
Home renovation, on a grand scale! As a family, we have long adored bookstores and coffee shops. (Shocking!) And after a bit of planning, that’s what our dining room and living room now resemble.
Maple built-in bookcases (not quite enough for my parents’ collection, but nearly), hardwood floors, bistro table… It looks gorgeous, a dream come true, but for some reason, my camera and this blogsite are at odds… I’ll try to counsel both and post pictures later. For now, you’ll have to imagine…
At the same time, we also replaced our crumbling deck for something larger and sturdier… and then hosted a family reunion in our new place! Hooray for relatives, my grandma’s 80th birthday, and enormous quantities of Mexican food. And crepes… there were also crepes.
After the reunion, I crashed into bed and have been sleeping a LOT. But am almost back to equilibrium. Whew! ... So that was July.
And now? Now is the countdown to the birth of my very first niece! Hooray! And helping my younger sister’s family move to Florida… Then making plans for an inspiring and creative fall. Hopefully a complete reinvigoration of my writing routine…
August! The end of summer… The cicadas are singing about it…—jl