Thirty Degrees and Loving It

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We spent the day today marking kids' work and sunning ourselves in the 30-degree sunshine. Jocelyn's house is a real-life family home, so the nomadic, slightly stinky, damp feeling we all have in our rentals is replaced there by this warm, vanilla-scented ambiance. It was amazing.

After the sun went down a bit and the tasks at hand became so boring we couldn't see straight anymore more tedious, we moved in and tried to watch The Graduate (imperative word being, "tried"). What a bizarre movie. I'm all for old films, one of my faves being Same Time Next Year, but I think that's because my Aunt Erika had me watch it with her. And everything she did was gnarly, so naturally I loved it. I wasn't buying the whole sexed-up Dustin Hoffman...who would find him attractive in that awkward, self-deprecating stage? Not I. Not us.

I'm off to bed now. Back to the pavement tomorrow morning by six. Ah, the joy of summer and 5 hours of darkness daily (read: 19 hours of sunlight...loves it!).