Summer days!

Sunday
Time to clean house again. Feels like a good time for new beginnings, especially now that Brenda and Taisuke's baby has been born!!! Check some pics of him out here. I got to see him when he was only 8 hours old, hopefully I didn't give him any cooties but I just had to touch him. His skin was so soft and fragile. He was an impatient thing, popping out 10 days early, and doesn't have a name yet, so we've been calling him Sancho. Poor kid, I hope they don't delay too long and end up with this sticking for good. I talked to Mom a bit about having babies. Since she had three and raised them pretty healthily/well, I started drilling her for information. Turns out, Parents: A good source of information. Sometimes it's easy to forget in this internet age, when all information is easily accessible, that more traditional routes of information are still available. All the differing opinions out there can be overwhelming, so it's nice to have somewhere stable and reasonable to turn. Dad's always been a good source on religious and scientific matters, Mom for more artistic/literary questions, and I'll add children to her domain now that I find the topic interesting.

Ah! I find it interesting! No going back now. Me and Zoe made a pact on the phone yesterday, that I'm sure Kate will be into too, that whoever has a baby first, one of the other sisters will come and help out for a little while, just show up and start doing the laundry, making dinner, whatever needs to be done, no questions asked. If it turns out help's not needed, that's cool too, but it feels good to have an easy place to turn for basic stuff. Someone who won't care that you look like crap and have been wearing the same sweats for 3 days.

We are going on our extravagant hike next weekend. All meals are included and they move your stuff from cabin to cabin as you journey. I think you arrive at each cabin and all the food is prepared, you just have to pop it in the oven. There are 8 of us in our group, and then a couple random strangers joining the hike. I wonder what they'll think of us.

Monday
I read this interview by some famous, and often intensely disliked, British food critic this morning. He said something like, I have absolutely no sense of humor. Humor is a crutch used by people too dumb to talk about anything else. Comedians however are often intelligent, which is why so many of them grow depressed and kill themselves, performing this simple cheap trick over and over. He said it better than I just did, but you get the point. I laughed a lot at this. I guess I laugh a lot at everything, including 2 girls 1 cup, which I finally saw over the weekend. Could not stop laughing.

I don't think the food critic and I would get along. The article was great because he's one of those clever language users, but if we ever met in person he would tear me to pieces. I already know he hates Americans (thinks we're fat and don't understand irony, but worded his criticism in a way as to show he's aware of the insensible nature of this claim while at the same time implying on top of this that it's still ok to dislike Americans. Told you he's clever), Humor, Jews, and Most Restaurants.

Maybe he's the cleverer, but I seem to find existence more appealing! Suck it, Critic!