Anyway, the food was good and the company was better. Rachel brought two co-workers and we all talked and talked. You know what I like about my kids and their friends? They don't make me feel like an old lady. Maggie got a little impatient and for awhile she amused herself by going through my purse until I asked her to stop and then she started putting it on her head.
It would hide her face and then she'd let it fall and quick-quick, I'd take her picture. Does the light love Maggie or does she have her own?
After we finally decided that we all needed to get on with our day, Hank and I stopped at a Goodwill. Maggie was the winner there. I got her two things that I think she will love. One is a little wicker doll carriage which may actually be ornamental but it's completely functional and she can roll her babies around in it. The other is something she won't be able to use for months but it's an almost hideously pink fake-fur vest that's as soft as all that other stuff they make these days which is is bizarrely soft and is probably poisonous to us and the planet.
I'll keep the carriage here and August and Levon will like it too.
It was great to spend a little time with Hank. I really enjoyed it. We had a good time looking at the things for sale, the bizarre, the useful, the ugly, the velvet painting. Hank found a few books and a pan and I got nothing for myself but had already scored today in that the two pairs of Crocs flip flops I'd ordered arrived. These flip flops are what I wear every day and I need them. They were on sale and ended up being cheaper than one pair with free shipping which of course probably means that they're discontinuing them and I have no idea what I'll be wearing on my feet when that happens. They look like this.
I remember distinctly the first pair of flip flops I ever got. I may have been three or four and my main memory is that of my mother going out somewhere and me being afraid that the baby sitter would not be able to put them on my feet correctly after I got up from my nap. I made sure that before my mother left she placed them so that the left shoe was on the left and the right shoe was on the right. I knew that this mattered but I did not know yet how to determine left from right myself. I've been wearing flip flops ever since. I remember when they came from Japan in the flimsiest plastic bag imaginable with a thin plastic drawstring at the top. They were all the same although they came in different colors and probably cost about fifty cents. You can still buy those, I think. 100% rubber and fairly effective for protecting feet from sand spurs and broiling hot pavement.
Speaking of broiling hot- it still is. No rain today, either. Everyone, and I mean everyone talks about the heat here right now. Store clerks, friends, random strangers. It is our shared experience. Somehow it feels hotter than it ever has, even if the temperatures don't actually reflect that although my car told me that it was 99 degrees outside this afternoon and I believe it. I used to make fun of that heat index thing but I've become to accept the truth of it. Feels like 109.
Yes. Yes it does.
All I've done today outside is to walk from parking lot to building and back to car, gather eggs and cut zinnias to bring in. At this point, I'm not complaining- I am in a sort of astonishment.
May we get rain and lots of it soon.
In the meantime, we are talking about going to the river on Saturday although I might just actually drive down there myself tomorrow. I'll see if Lily wants to come. Life is short and the river is a miracle. It would be a sin to deny experiencing that miracle now when we need it most.
I'll take every miracle that comes my way.