July has been a whirlwind, people. Like, seriously. This weekend, my lovely friend Laura came to visit (the first official house guest since the move!), and now all of Josh's siblings are coming into town. Then Saturday, this Wilson subsidiary is off to Denver on a 6:00 a.m. flight to hang with the brother before he flies all the way down to Brazil for the next two years.
Then it's August. I already feel kind of tired.
My posts these next two weeks may be hit and miss. I could be so tired that the thought of writing is absolutely absurd, but I could also be so in need of a personal break that I take to writing and let the flow of words ease my mind. So, who knows.
Tonight I leave you with a few tidbits.
:: If you haven't heard that J. K. Rowling published a new book under a pseudonym, you live under a rock. I so wish that I could claim that I read it before the news hit the fan, so that I could be the ultimate hipster. Also, I wonder if I wouldn't have wondered about the authorship, if you know what I mean. I'd kind of like to publish under a pseudonym.
:: John Mayer is a phenomenal live performer. Absolutely amazing. Laura and I went to his concert on Friday, and I can officially say that this was the best concert I've ever been to. So wonderful.
:: Oregon summers are heavenly. In the midst of figuring out how to organize my books and prepping for the family visit extravaganzas, we've been enjoying some pool days, more chocolate sugar cookies, and perfectly ripe peaches.