1. I think I have something going on every day from here til the end of the month. This is good because I am getting rather ready to be done with being at work.

2. The a/c is fixed at work. Hating the weather this summer but learning a new love for a/c.

3.  Dinner with friends we don’t see often enough, despite them living just across the street.  Salmon and potato salad – yum!

4.  It was briefly not-too-hot today when I went out for lunch.  It quickly reverted to too-hot, but those few moments of respite reminded me that summer is not going to last forever (or so I sincerely hope.)

5.  I’m re-reading a Pearl S. Buck book I read as a kid and loved – Peony, about the life of a Chinese bondwoman in a household of Jews in the 1800s.  I remember my parents having a ton of Pearl S. Buck books, and that The Good Earth and Peony were my favorites, but if asked, yesterday, I couldn’t have told you that ‘Peony’ was the book I remembered, nor could I have told you much about it.  But a few chapters in and I’m 10 years old again, getting lost in an exotic culture and a fairly staid bit of melancholy romance.  So far the book is nothing like I remember, and yet I remember almost all of it. And I’m enjoying it as much as an experience of memory as I am for the story or the writing itself, but I am enjoying it.