it is june.

I've been trying to get this started.

Today it was muggy and bright, and we took the baby to the flea, and we started a collection of embroidered wall hangings then and there (buying four), and we stretched lengths of garishly patterned fabric against one another's arms and discussed Curtains. I drove us to the bar to watch euro cup and I carried the car seat with both hands feeling very young, too young, in fact. I ordered a vodka and tonic, with lots of olives, to grow up a little. I've been walking around saying I want my house to reach Sharpie Critical Mass, but now I have a second wish: Olives Filling the Glass Like Ice Cubes, and that is enough for a list

1. Sharpie Critical Mass
2. Olives Filling the Glass Like Ice Cubes (pictures to come)