one month blogless

somehow i have avoided adding anything here for a month now. this disappoints me, and this week's theme is something along the lines of 'getting back on the horse', so i am going to try to catch up here.

today, tuesday, we woke after a remarkably crazy overnight thunderstorm. the trees were all still standing and the power was on, so i looked at it as a remedy for the dry lawn. we got up around 6 and got moving. i took a bath to wake up the joints from last night's jog.

di came to work with seth and i, and we picked up sara from the train. di and sara printed the second of three prints for the intercontinental hotel in rosemont, while i tried to clean up a bit in my office, and to organize he dianogah records.

at 11am, nathan stopped by with one kid from his photo class, for a tour. jack (the kid) and his mom, peggy, spent a good amount of time learning about the shop, and i enjoyed having them there. jack is going into 7th grade, his dad bikes a lot, and mom grew up in the same town i did.

after work, we went home and i went out running, for the second day in a row. didn't go far or fast, but pushed myself a bit more than i would have expected. upon returning home, i showered and then spent an hour or two finishing the chicken-fencing-off of the tomato garden, as the fucking squirrels have been destroying my tomatoes. someone (squirrels? raccoons?) obliterated the corn, which is 100% gone. i really don't want to lose the tomatoes, as well.

we picked the mass of the green beans on sunday, and took them to my folks' house to eat with dinner, while my brother and his new (surprise!) wife were in town with the kids. we had a great visit, and i really am glad they've jumped to being married, for practical reasons. gramma was at dinner, as well, and it's always great to see her.

tonight there was an old-timey baptist revival in a tent pitched in the parking lot of a church down the street, with a crowd, and the cliché preacher on a cheap PA system screaming "can i get a witness?!" over and over. seth and i went down that way, so he could poop on some bushes across the street from them.

bed.