(27) Days of Summer

What a weekend.  Here are the highlights.  I'm too exhausted from consecutive crazy nights to come up with witty comments for them.

(25) Days of Summer

And I thought remembering to blog was going to be easy...NOT.

Here's what you've missed in the last twelve days.

A summer storm rolling in (the most energetic feeling ever).

Baking with whatever was left in our cupboards (now THAT'S cheap living).

Making crafts from baking supplies.

And finally, reading my one true love.

(13) Days of Summer

Last night I went to the most beautiful wedding, uniting two of my favorite people together forever.  I must say, they throw a rockin' good party. 

I was also VERY impressed by the way that they' magically transformed Bishop Miege high school into a gorgeous reception venue.  I was marveling the entire night.

I was also thrilled to see many of my Murphy Hall friends that have been absent in my life since school ended.  As we celebrated Barbara and Andy's wedding, it reminded of how much I love and cherish all of those people and how lucky I am to have them.

(10) Days of Summer

I hate those days when you get a somewhat rude awakening reminding you of the way life really is.

This morning I went to work, taking some City of Lawrence campers to the city pool in the afternoon, and watched as they splashed about in the water as if they could live in summer-land forever.  For most of the kids at that camp, summer is a time to not be a school and be reminded of how they are different or lacking in some intellectual or physical capacity.  They're just another great kid in another great town.

I had several text messages from friends at home telling me that the son in a family in our hometown is battling a life threatening disease that may very well take his life sometime soon.  He's only eighteen which to me seems too young to die and too young to feel as much pain and sorrow as he has.  Thankfully he has a family and a community that is by his side night and day.  I pray that somehow the universe will mysteriously open up the way it does sometimes and provide him with what he needs.

God does not play dice with universe, yet it seems that we're still trying to predict what the next roll will be and what's at stake for us.  I guess life doesn't make sense, but I also figure if you're still trying to answer the hard questions then you haven't really made much progress---most answers don't exist at all.

(8) Days of Summer

Its not summer without S'mores, but sadly its not REALLY campfire weather when you live in apartment--so we adapted.

The delightful finished product.  

We decided to use a lighter instead of the flame from the citronella candle.  I think Jill was too worried that some of the bizarre chemicals in those things would make it into my system and I wouldn't wake up the next morning (she's probably cringing as she's reading this).  I think the fork idea was pretty magnificent, myself.

 

(6) Days of Summer

How can you not love this cat?  Honestly.

Yesterday I was bored so I went over to my sister's apartment to visit my cat-nephew, Ike.  We took some pictures together and I think we're in love.  The truth is--I have an unhealthy obsession with cats, but I've never really had one due to living restrictions and the possibility that I may start telling them all my secrets and withdraw from society.

(5) Days of Summer

Another random day in the life of Pearl:

Last night I went out to 23rd Street with some friends I haven't seen in a while.  I ordered a gin and tonic because I'm trying to cut down on the caloric intake of my alcoholic beverages.  Let me just say--a beer is worth the calories.  The gin and tonic was just plain nasty.  Nasty!  I immediately ordered a beer and I must say that the taste of a raspberry wheat definitely compensated for the six dollars I wasted on that awful impostor.

Here's a nice shot of the line of beverages I had by the end of the evening.  According my brother I never finish a  drink and this evening was no exception.

Today, after going to swim lessons (pause for reaction--yes, I am taking swim lessons at the age of 21 and I can now say with confidence that I can "bob" as well as any three year old) I decided to take on our porch.  Its been covered with leaves and other disgusting debris all year and now that its officially summer my roommate Jill and I have been spending more time on our porch.  A couple nights ago we purchased a tiki torch without realizing how deathly afraid of fire we both are.  Let's just say the evening ended quicker then we expected when we doused the out-of-control flame with water, perhaps ruining all three dollars we spent on the damn thing.

But, take a look at our porch now!  Beautiful, I'd say.

(4) Days of Summer

The best part of summer is just lying around and doing nothing all day.  This morning I woke up early to teach a piano lesson at nine o'clock and then promptly returned home to take a nap and eat a ridiculously huge bowl of Rice Krispies.  As you may have guessed, I have little exciting news to report today except that I just realized I now have two parking tickets.

Learn this lesson from me--its worth it to just remember those two quarters.

(3) Days of Summer

Its a glorious moment in the life of a knitter--the finishing of a project.

Okay, so maybe I stopped it early because I was getting tired of doing the same stitch over and over and over again but now I have a lovely wrap that is not only cozy but also beautiful.  

Yesterday also marked Day One of my new hair-do which I impulsively decided on yesterday afternoon.  I rarely make poor decisions when it comes to hair styles and I'm already reaping the benefits of this one.  Maintenance =zero.  Cheers to short summer hair.

(1) Day of Summer

Its amazing that after an entire day of relaxing you need a day of rest.  That's the way we do it in the Burdette family.

After watching a KU student get arrested for running onto the field during a Royals game, I ordered another beer and hotdog as I sweltered in the glorious Memorial day sun with my brother, his wife Megan, and their two children.  Even though the Royals lost (shocking) I had more fun just sitting and sweating with the fam than I've had in some time.  My roommate has been on vacation in Mexico for the last week and after sitting alone with only my thoughts for a the first couple of days I was desperate for some social interaction with people other than my imaginary friends.  

After the game, Megan convinced to stay for the rest of the day just by uttering a single word: Joann's.  Joann's is basically a crafter's mecca AND the Memorial Day sale was in full swing.  I couldn't resist.

Sheridan's was the only way to finish the day.  I'm still showing serious withdraw symptoms since the recent closing of the Sheridan's in Lawrence.  I don't think I've ever been so disappointed in Lawrence, KS.  Luckily there are still a few of these golden custard stores left in the vicinity so I can feed my addiction.