~ Woke up smack-dab in the middle of a sad dream that lingered through lunch.~Took Calvin Lee to meet his new teacher and held his clammy hand, hoping to pulse courage through osmosis.
~ Brushed lion hair.
~ Ate poolside PB&Js with kiddos and cousins and sisters and friends.
~ Was sassed by a Little too big for her four-year old britches.
~ Waffled between the white shirt and the grey.
~ Went on a double-date to a restaurant that smelled of plumbing catastrophe.
~ Gave a shout-out to a stranger reading The Help. (Read the book, ya'lls.)
~ Saw a movie that was funny, but not phenomenal.
~ Contemplated owlishness.
~ Lamented Summer's end.
~ Rejected (again) the television preacher-man lie that favor with God requires $1,000 -payable to him.
~ Daydreamed peach cobbler.
~ Imagined the future.
~ Washed pans and pants.
~ Looked forward to tomorrow and the day after that.
