A year???????

In 20 seconds Lorna and I will have lived her for a year! Wow. Amazing.
Has it really been that long? Gosh.
Hm. Well, I'm actually really glad I moved here. I mean, I don't know. I love my old house, my friends, and Blessed Sacrament, but I just love it here so much. Bing's all gung-ho to move to Washington as soon as she can. I really hope I can stay here for the rest of my life. If I can't live in Italy, that is.
Anyway, congrats, Lorna, on making it this far. You rock my world, Keis.
So I think the quote of the day is probably "Shoes are proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."
Then again, there's the beer alternative to that, which is always another good option.
But, Lorna, that quote was for you. You and your five inch blue polka dotted shoes..................................
ok, enough dots.
Have a good Sunday. Live life like lice lick limp lips.
No idea where that came from.

Lorna is without wisdom teeth.

Lorna is Seventeen.

Land of Magic

Disneyland.
Yesterday at the crack of dawn (5:30), Deirdre and Bing and I drove off to Anaheim. We met Sean and Andrew D. at 8 ish. It was my first time ever at the Land of Disney.
My favorite rides were the Mountains: Space, Splash, and Thunder. Oh, and It's a Small World, of course. (haha) We took some pretty crazy pictures, walked a LOT, rode a lot of rides, (not Nemo, though. the wait was about 3 hours. No fast passes.) The pictures of Splash Mountain were cool. And waiting in line watching everyone else go down was really funny, too. Food at Disneyland is way too expensive, in case anyone was wondering. But we had a really good time. We left at 9:29, found food and drove home, getting back at about 12:15. It was really only a two hour drive, we just took a really long time looking for food.
Anyway, if anyone ever goes to Disneyland, call me up and make sure I can't go with you.
All you need is love. And trees. And loving trees.
(I did not learn that at Disneyland, by the way, but at home right here in Ojai.)

PS. Happy almost birthday, Deirdre!

PS again: Check out the new link on my sidebar: Yuri Bashmet = my favorite person ever.

Home!

I'm home now. I had a marvelous time chilling in Washington. Highlights?

*ULTIMATE FRISBEE!
*Teaching great CA swing moves to my friends.
*Exchanging funeral stories with Madeline, Hannah, and Claire.
*Insult wars with Snick
*Michelle's poetry
*Singing great Christian songs with people at YFL.
*Deep and meaningful conversations.
*Saying crap around Rose.
*Going to Old Navy

It was a great time, anyway. I'm glad I'm home now, though, because I really missed my viola especially because I've only been free of tendonitis since about a week before I left. I get to clean and cook now, too. That makes me happy. Anyway, I love everyone, and I hope you all enjoy the rain pouring down on Washington. I'm just going to go outside and enjoy the breezy sunshine and maybe swim. Sorry, guys. I couldn't resist it.

Oh, I almost forgot.
"Speaking of liposuction..."

Happy July?

Yeah, I know it's a day late. But I didn't realize how much I love July until today.
I got up at 8:48, showered, ate, did something for mom and then walked up to the pool to get my shoes. I had to walk some letters to the post office. On my way up, I thought, "Gee, it's a little warm today." I looked at the thermometer. 82º at 9:30. "Hmmm. It's already a bit too warm and it's not even 10." (My ideal heat is about 79º) Anyway, I walked in to town, came home, did stuff, went babysitting. We went to the pool over in town, from which we got to walk home. I got home at about 3:45 or something, and went out and looked at the thermometer again. 100º. Ouch. Not even the hottest part of the day. Right now it's 6:24 and 97º. Geezo.
So go ahead, guys. Complain about the cold and rain. I'm going to sit here and wish for a big bottle of ice dumped down my back. And I'm just hoping it won't be 100 degrees when I come to visit. Oh no.

(Editors Note: At 10 or 11 it was still 70 out. All these temperatures were taken in the shade, also.)