i don't even remember what the things she's holding were. it was during the best 4th of july party ever. left hand smoke played on mion's deck. much good food and lots of people. e. happened to know the band, so we got some fabulous music and then a perfect view of the elliot bay fireworks.

and the ever gorgeous and fabulous grace did her first triathalon in chelan over the weekend. the mr and i drove out with buck and enjoyed some seriously warm weather and cheered on the gang. actually it was grace, mardi, henry, deedee, and erica who did the race. i'm so proud of grace. it was very emotional, and she did really well. especially since she was worried about even finishing. uberfab. and her parents happened to be in the right part of the country, so they were there too. haven't seen them in a long time. her mom and i can talk about things that happened to grace 20 years ago. it's weird. i've known her a long time.

personally - i don't know. there's always something isn't there? as is my pattern, i haven't pursued the birthmom thing. there's other drama to be dealt with. and working inconsistently is good and bad. i think of a thousand projects, i should be doing art (long story, but i'm having a hard time doing creative stuff and i'm not happy about the reasons), i should be painting the den. it's the last big indoor project. ok, maybe not. we have to get a new subfloor in the bathroom really soon. then paint the trim outside, etc. but i always say i'm going to deal with painting the office on my next mini-sabbatical. so that is what i should be doing. the reality is that today i'll probably deal with the medical billing morons, take the dog to the park, and knit. maybe i'll do prep work for ripping out carpet and painting. i suspect that will involve thinking about it.