It's still hot here. As much as we'd like to blame it on climate change, it's normal for this time of year. Poor Mr W's been coming home quite wilted at the end of the day, as his school has no A/C. I realized he probably spends more time there than perhaps even his teacher, coming at 8:30 and usually not leaving until close to 6 after attending the after school care that is on site. At least he gets his homework done and hangs with some of his friends.
I'd like to camp with the campervan several more times between now and when the snow flies. So today we're off to a state park called, State Forest State Park. Named by bureaucrats? You decide. Anyway, it's up at around 9,000 - 10,000 feet, which means it will be nice and cool. It's close to where B and I camped, but less remote. I'm just not comfortable doing the 'camp in the middle of nowhere on forest service land' thing with the kid and the dog. Yet. I feel vulnerable. So we'll do the campground thing while Mr W is young.
I ran into a friend the other day. She was a coworker for a year (2 years maybe?) and then took an assignment in Mozambique and I lost track of her. She's back in town and starting a PhD program, and it was so nice to see her. It gave me a sense of satisfaction to give her the 5 minute rundown of what I had been up to for the last year and half. I'm not sure why, but sometimes I lose sight of that fact that life is pretty darn good.