coffee is my friend

happy tuesday. i no longer believe in mondays. mondays are somebody's idea of a sick joke.

it was a wonderful weekend. big s's parents were down and i got to hang out with them. i am sad i missed another friend's poetry reading, but it wasn't going to happen the way time worked. there is not enough time in one day! now that summer is here we are making things happen one day at a time.

on sunday all of us, the kids, mr. mccee, big s and parents, brother and more kids, did the sunday parkways. the kids scootered and we walked and it was lovely. now i see so many more people in my neighborhood riding home from work than last week. and the benefit to the young master has been wonderful... he now wants to scooter everywhere. but it was wonderful, i ran into so many people. the feeling of being able to walk down the middle of the street and not worry about cars was fantastic. i hope the city of portland has another sunday parkways.

Oh, and thank god. i am not slowly killing myself with coffee. i was a little afraid.