(-2) Days of Summer

I just had to share a small bit of summer greatness with the universe.  This is by far the best cat-sitting present I have ever received.  Thanks go out to my lovely sister for feeding my summer addiction to Blue Moon.

(-3) Days of Summer

Technically theses events did not happen in Lawrence but in beautiful Kansas City--the home of my beloved brother's young family and my best friend.

After spending the afternoon catching up on each other's lives, mostly talking in short hand, which I'm assuming most best friends do, right? (enter awkward silence) Jo and myself went back to her house and attempted to maneuver her desk down a sketchy flight of stairs.  We were successful with no injuries or deaths to report.  I always forget how much I miss Jo until we're together again.  Its then that I realize that a person really is lucky to have a friend who knows them inside and out, a single human being that never needs explanations or excuses.  I figure Jo at least needs an award for living with me for two years, let alone understanding the nooks and crannies of my somewhat neurotic personality.

Finally, after hours of reminiscing and almost being killed by large pieces of furniture, I left Jo's house to babysit my niece and nephew.  The evening was spent watching various Thomas the Tank Engine movies and eating pizza.  No more explanation needed.

(-5) Days of Summer

I realize that technically its not summer yet because its not June 1st, but the day was just so beautiful--I couldn't help but share.  I spent the afternoon at South Park with my current reading obsession, Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller.  Its a fantastic read and even if you're not a Christian or even religious, you should pick it up.  Its a gem.

Also, it was hot.  Almost too hot to be outside but in the shade with a Perrier it was delightful.

After that adventure I went to Murphy to teach a piano lesson.  Murphy smells weird without people in it.  I'm not sure if it was the smell that started affecting me or if it merely set it off, but I started to realize how many of my close friends in Murphy graduated a couple of weeks ago.  Its not like I didn't know it was coming (I saw them walk down the Hill for God's sake) but it still made me sad to feel their absence in a real form.

Preface to a perfect Lawrence summer

I've decided to try blogging...again.  Someone once told me that she would make my old journal entries into a book after I died because people would think that my writing is funny.  I'm still trying to decide if this is a compliment or a plot to kill me.

So, because I'm spending sixty one beautiful days in Lawrence, KS this summer, I've decided to document it through the internet.  I've always been somewhat of a "crafter" by nature and someone mentioned that I should try writing a blog with an entry for each day (sorry, side note: I'm watching the first episode of the Bachelorette and I'm half way between wanting to vomit and being addicted.  I'm already distracted from writing this blog by watching these men try and make a good impression, which means the latter is probably the more likely possibility).

My mission is write one entry a day.  I'm not doing this because its typical or cliche, but because it will force me to really write something about each day.  The city of Lawrence is bursting with fantastic opportunities and I feel that summer is truly the time to do all that stuff we spend months saying we're going to do during the school year.

Finally, this entry is only a preface to the TRUE beginning of summer which is June 1st so I will begin writing officially on that date.  I'll end with a quote just to sound super insightful and creative.

"And so we turn the page over

To think of starting. This is all there is."

-John Ashbery, "Frontispiece"