I'm at home alone, and it's starting to storm. Candace is lying on the loveseat, watching the cars speed by. The Be Good Tanyas are singing their awesome mellow love songs. My tummy is happy with frozen banana/chocolate soy milk pseudo-ice cream. I need to go get Mary from Lovett in about an hour, but otherwise, I'm relaxed. RM, my lovely hippie raw foodist housemate, is either babysitting or in a bookstore.

I feel like this summer is going to be one I really enjoy and want to remember, hence the beginning of this blog.

I love living on my own as a young adult. I was always the kid who wanted to be older, and now I'm trying to slow down and appreciate where I am.

Green smoothies.
Comfy, $75 Goodwill couches.
Foster kitty.
Little broken house.
Being single.
Having awesome friends.
Living with an amazing housemate.
Spin class.
Making $425 a week as a nanny for teens.
Queer as Folk marathons.
Birds in the chimney.

It's going by so quickly.