June 28, 2002. When Dave and I travel, we like to dress in the traditional garb of the region. So here you see Dave in his Scottish outfit, with the appropriate bagpipes and giant hat. I am dressed as an Acadian milkmaid, complete with giant 1984-Madonna-style crucifix. This is from our trip to Nova Scotia. This weekend we're going to Cape Cod where I guess we'll dress as...what? Whalers? Pilgrims?

June 25, 2002. On Saturday Dave and I went to look at a 1970 VW Beetle (we're not going to get it, because it had too much body rust, which we saw immediately). No one else was there. The car was in the driveway of some vacant house. The car was open. We looked at the car a bit, but then it started to rain heavily, so we hopped inside.

Dave turned the radio dials, and the radio came on, even though the car wasn't turned on. "Sir Duke" by Stevie Wonder was playing. It was like the Bug could only play songs of the same vintage as itself. Suddenly, Dave and I were in high school, in 1976. Going to the movies, maybe. "So," I said, "You still live with your parents?" Anyway. It was a nice moment, sitting in the Bug, rain outside, Stevie Wonder on the radio, cute boy next to me in the car.

June 24, 2002. Hey look, our cats are featured prominently on the cat toy site! Thank you Valerie! Theo's even the spokescat for the cat toy on the product page!

I sent my application off to Simmons today for the library science program. Dave and I had a long talk this weekend, and I realized that being a school librarian, especially an elementary school librarian, is definitely what I want to do. I realized I was having some sort of demented viewpoint wherein because being an elementary school librarian sounds like a great fun time to me, I was somehow thinking I shouldn't do it. Like, you should do the fun things as a volunteer, but your paid work should be a drag. Don't ask me where I got that cockeyed idea. Never mind! Pursuing school librarian for now! Because it would be fun. Take that, random negative hobgoblin in my mind.

I'm learning a flamenco song on the guitar right now, and even though I can only do two lines of the song, it's super fun to play (this week seems to be all about fun so far! ok!), and I can't stop trying to play these two lines. Sure beats the last few weeks, when I was struggling through an especially difficult version of "Dixie."