MMMLS Days 11 - 22

July has been tough so far. A lot of ups and downs. Not keeping up the MMLS as well as I would like.

A couple days of post-travel lag. A good day or two, a lovely 4th with impromptu party, some really yucky emotional low days (with dentist appointment), a weekend at Feminist Girls Camp, a great writing day, a busy back and forth with no time to write day -- also the onset of a summer cold -- and now a middling day I am trying to recover with the help of tea and mindfulness meditation.

Apparel: Also not as muu-muu as I would like, but trying to be summery. I have new sandle tan lines!

I also found this great blog post about someone else's "caftan summer," which is really so familiar!

Writing: Some very good days! Some very bad days! Interesting stuff about vengeance and wholeness and the red right hand/rubente dextera via Milton and Horace! Still promising myself to be done in 40 days. (40 days! Nothing ominous there.)

Reading: Almost finished with The Son. The structure an…

All I Ever Wanted 1

One would think vacation would be totally in the mumu l.s. column, but one would be wrong. We went to Illinois for my cousin's wedding, officiated by my husband and rife with aunts, uncles, siblings, and cousins. Three nights there, and then 4 nights in Chicago, in two different locations.

We vacationed hard. And it was good. And exhausting.

Highlights included drinks on the river patio of homestead #1 (a cushy hotel that we got on the cheap) with NYC cousins, seeing the Neo-Futurists Pride weekend special edition (with the kids), coffee and croissant on the river walk, an architecture cruise (believe the hype; this is an awesome thing to do), pizza lunch with my monkeys, snacky suppers in the cushy hotel watching cable together, a WHOLE DAY at the Museum of Science and Industry, a rainy morning on Lake Michigan, an afternoon at the Art Institute, a quick solo dip into the new Writers Museum, and a morning with a dear, dear, dear old friend whom I haven't seen in 25 years.


Remembering June

"Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly."
Pablo Neruda, from "Sonnet XL," 100 Love Sonnets

MMMLS Days 8,9,10

Monday started very productively with many things crossed off the to-do list before 9 a.m. It settled into pretty good at-home time, featuring some writing that felt real and good, and ended with great food and fresh blackberry collins and talk and dancing with friends. Also, rain.

Tuesday was all finances all the time, trying to get a bunch of stuff organized that has not been organized for too long. Evening came and it was gorgeous and balmy, and I thought for sure I could don the mumu and enjoy wine on the deck, but by the time I got the girl home from soccer it was getting blustery, and by the time dinner was made it was raining steadily. I was sad to have missed the perfect summer evening.

Wednesday was a continuation of the finances and two rounds of errands and other preparations for a trip to Chicago. Busy and stressful, but also a walk 1.2 miles home from the car doctors in the bright, mild morning and another walk there in the afternoon. Walking means seeing things and sayin…