Summer weekend 12 of 12! Rock on. For more, hit up Chad Darnell.
8ish: Awake. Housesitting again.
9ish: Taking Milo, my housemate for the week, out for a run. PSA: the "dog in one hand, Fresh Air in the other, while running" model is an exercise in multi-tasking.
10ish: Waiting for my water to boil with an issue of Craft: so old that they were...still making a magazine. Because there's nothing better after a run in ninety-degree weather than a nice, hot breakfast?
11ish: The very last episode of The Wire. I'm so glad to have seen it, and I won't forget it, but do not watch this show unless you are prepared to feel some feelings, people.
1ish: I point out my lunch (tomatoes and ricotta on toast with poached eggs) entirely for the purpose of boasting about my first-ever successful execution of the lauded but risky-sounding whirlpool method.
3ish: Fresh lemonade with fresh mint, Four Corners Cafe, San Pablo Ave. at Solano. So good that I walked six blocks each way and sat in their un-air-conditioned cafe to drink it.
4ish: Lemonade-fueled work flurry.
5ish: Walking Milo around Albany, land of cute tiny houses and spectacular gardens.
7ish: Adorability ensues: My friends Al and Ellen's thirty-seventh wedding anniversary. With cake!
8ish: The sunset through my dirty windshield.
8:30ish: Freeway, Alcatraz, and the Golden Gate Bridge at dusk. In that order.
9ish: Christine making popcorn. From scratch! It's like a science experiment! Yield: baseball and Anne of Green Gables, in that order.
Happy summer, all!