Tossing out the plans and the post ideas and the photo walk today. I'm feeling so good about August that I flipped my calendar over last week. (Yep, I still know we're two days out.) I adore August, this final month of summer (not scientifically, or technically, but in every other sense of the word). Lots of good around here.
I am celebrating a garden that is producing bright red tomatoes in every size daily. These are the best tasting tomatoes I have ever eaten. I am proud of my container garden and my first foray into growing something edible. It's the start of an annual hobby, for sure.
I am grateful for an organized space. It's going to be a crazy few weeks and then a crazier few months. Projects on top of projects. I want to make more. I want to take 10,000 photos. I want to enroll in a ceramics workshop. I want to release new stamps. I'd love to launch a new mixed paper book. I will be re-running the Blog 2.0 workshop. (Edit : My schedule has changed! I'll be doing something different with the blog class material!) I will be working hard on my first class for Big Picture.
I am so looking forward to seeing my college girlfriends at the end of the month. It's been crazy difficult to get everyone together often enough. We tend to rely on weddings to do the reuniting for us. I spent much of last Thursday looking through old photos and remembering the hilarity and magic of that group. We're having reunion t-shirts printed and that about sums it up.
I am paging through Pantone swatch books and learning so much about design, color & printing processes. Every few minutes I want to pinch myself that this has become part of my job.
I am sketching on paper and playing with ideas for my site & shop relaunch. The best way I have found to embark on a revamp is break it all down and start from scratch. Destroy to develop. I have a home page plan and now I need a decent amount of text and a shop layout that makes sense. After that, it's just code. And while I am far from fluent, HTML is my favorite language.
I could have used one of the 50 photos I have taken of my TV over the last few days, but this one tells a better story. Also, my skin color is like a PSA for sunscreen.
I am such a fan of the Olympics. There is something special about them (duh). We signed up for cable for the first time in two years (previously we watched all our TV on the Internet the next day) just to tune in. We'll be keeping it through college football season too. Our method is to DVR all the coverage and then speed through commercials & five of the six hours of bike racing. I so enjoy watching the best in the world complete on the greatest stage. I love the sappy three minute packages that make you fall in love with an athlete you've never heard of and will never hear of again. I love scooting to the end of my seat for the final 50m of any swim race. I love that when one of our guys fell off the high bar & I screamed and sloshed my full mug of coffee into the air and on to the couch, Paul didn't even bat an eye.
I'm in love with the idea that Paul will be home for the rest of the summer, all of the fall and through the holidays. The reward for having him miss this last year is that I get to sigh with relief every time I remember that he's here this time around. Next weekend we celebrate five years of living together. It feels like forever and it feels like just yesterday we dove head first (synchronized diving style) into this relationship. Going for it was by far the best choice I ever made. I'm so excited for what's next.
