I’ve been working on a little photo book project for a friend of Babcia’s, which means going through a lot of older pictures. Older pictures.
This is L and her bestie C, now both seventeen and substantially bigger.
Best Friends
Month: June 2024
Street Performer
Saturday
We took a bike ride this morning.
In the evening, the Boy went for a sleepover, the Girl was at work.
We went out for dinner.
First Blueberries
Thursday
I’ve been trying to get the deck finished for what seems like an eternity, but it keeps raining. I thought I had a window this morning, but just as I stepped outside, it began drizzling.
I turned my attention to the kitchen sink instead. We’ve long needed to rip out the old silicon and replace it, but I couldn’t find any black silicon. Then I realized it wasn’t actually supposed to be black…
In the afternoon, I took a chance and finished the deck. Normally, that late in the day, putting water-proofing on the deck is a terrible idea. It doesn’t soak into the wood; it cooks on the surface and then gets sticky. I figured, though, that since I only had to do verticle parts of the railing, the freshly-sealed surfaces wouldn’t actually be getting in direct, 90-degree sun exposure. And also, if it does turn sticky, who’ll ever know? It’s not like you’re going to walk on it.
In the evening, we (minus L, who had volleyball practice followed by track practice) went to a local university for Music By The Lake. A local youth orchestra was performing, and to our admittedly-slight surprise, we discovered Mr. K, E’s band teacher (and favorite teacher), runs the whole program.
Clover was just excited to get out of the house.
Indignation
Those on the far right are quite indignant about Trump’s recent conviction.
This suggests that America is under attack, and by terrorists no less. We went to war as a result. Some of these people want war as well — a second civil war. Perhaps talking about it could help, so I asked “Why?” when I saw this post. We’re facing an attack from within, came the response.
Another friend, from college, pasted a suggested new American flag on his social media feed:
“Would you be reacting the same way if the ONLY difference was that it was Biden instead of Trump?” I asked.
“That would very much depend on the facts of the case. It’s the whole point, frankly,” he replied.
I clarified my question: “But I’m simply asking if EVERYTHING was EXACTLY the same, with the only difference being it was Biden and not Trump.”
Silence.
The last post really hits at the underlying cultic qualities of Trump devotees.
Under the Sink
Today’s project.
Summer Work
The summer work continues: we’re installing a garbage disposal in our sink, but because of the way we plumbed it, we can’t put the disposal on the side of the sink we want. No big deal: we’ll just re-do a bit of the plumbing.
While I was looking for the parts we need, though, the Boy entertained himself.
Southern Exposure Tournament 2024
The Girl came home with three medals this weekend: two for track and a third for the volleyball tournament, which they won for their age group.
“I think I’ve gotten more medals this year than all other years combined,” the Girl said as we walked to the car.
It’s good to see your kid meeting with such success. Losing builds character, that’s a certainty.
But every now and then, it’s good to just see them dominate.
First Summer Meet
It became apparent from the start that this was our first summer meet.
“These folks came prepared to camp out here all day,” I texted K.
In the end, it was a fairly successful day: second in high jump and second in jav.