My thoughts are in a jumble. Nothing is coming together in my head, so I'll just list off a bunch of random stuff for the sake of posty-ness:

- Massage day (yesterday) is the best day of the month!

-Pukey upped his cool factor, after the hurling in a bag incident, by singing and dancing the robot with me to Spoon's "I Turn My Camera On" the other day. We'd returned to the red house after spending a couple of hours at Bryn's pool, and we were hanging out in the car while he finished coloring a picture. The song came on the radio, so I turned it up, and he hopped out of his seat to stand in the middle and feel the music. It was great. For the line, "hit me like a tom" he decided it was "hit me like a tongue," and he'd stick his tongue out at me. And then we'd practice our robot moves.

- Pukey does not like it when I call him Pukey anymore, so I guess it's back to Trav.

- Trav has a very rich imaginary life right now. One thing he really likes to do is make up scenarios based on movies he likes, namely Bolt, and recently Aladdin since he watched it at my mom's. In these "scenarios," I am:

The Green-Eyed Man (the bad guy in Bolt; Trav explained all the other roles were taken)

Abu (Aladdin's monkey, who at one point turns into an elephant, as Trav likes to point out)

Lucky me.

- When I call Trav "Pukey," he gets huffy and yells at the Green-Eyed Man. He likes to tell on me to "Penny" (his mother). "Don't call me anything, Green-Eyed Man!!!"

- Trav/Pukey had this delicious Puffins Peanut Butter cereal at his house. He was stingy about sharing it, though. If a pleaded, or threatened to get my own from the box, he'd give me the teeny tiny broken bits from his bowl. Hmph. After I got home, I went out and bought my own, and now it's like the Nutella (obsession is going strong, on to another jar).

- My garden has been ridiculously pretty lately. I love it in the summer.

- Did I ever say that I love my new room arrangement? The smaller bedroom is fantastic, because there is only room for my favorite things, so it's a cozy little sanctuary. All the junk is in the big room now. I even hung up new roman shade bamboo blinds to spruce up little room. That was a challenge. It involved drilling. I don't even own a drill, so I had to borrow one. And then I realized that I'm not particularly good at drilling. I found it taxing, so soon I was on the One Hole a Day program. THEN, the shade didn't want to fit in the window frame, so I ended up beating on it with a hammer until it fit. It worked, and it's cute. That's my last little home improvement project for a while.

- I'm having another one of those plans-every-night kind of weeks. I'm super excited about it though. I get to do birthday celebrating with my kindred spirit (twins 'til the end) Shannon, while she's in town. I'm going to see Adam again with friend Lindsay. And, I'm spending time with more of my favorite people. Yay! Fun week!

- I didn't think I'd ever say this, but it's been a year now since I was in Israel, and I miss it. I've been thinking about the trip lots over the past few weeks, wishing I could go back and do it all over again with the group exactly how it was. Rosemary would still be alive. My stuff would still be stolen. I'd learn more than I could ever imagine in a few weeks. I'd still hike freakin Masada in the 100 degree blazing sun, convinced I would pass out at any moment. Well, maybe not that.

- I'm reading the 4th Twilight book, Breaking Dawn, right now. It's a good summer trashy read, but I feel like I need to choose something else to balance out the dramatic vampire sex. I think I'm going to do that with Elizabeth Moon's The Speed of Dark. I've been funny about reading lately, which is weird, because usually I'm a big reader, and I have a pile of books.

- I'm rambling on and on here, folks. I'm going to wrap this up by saying that I think I've found the graduate program for me! I'm decided that I'm going to apply to do a master's in social work, with a focus on mental health. After all my searching and talking with people, I feel like this is truly the right thing. This is a very good feeling. Of course, it might be because I had a little "moment" during the introductions at the info session, where I expressed my frustration at trying to figure out next steps in terms of education, and hearing "this isn't quite right" from so many people. After that little freak out, it's possible that they were like, "Ok, ok. Just tell her to pursue the MSW. Clearly, she's on the edge!" Clearly.

The program is really competitive, so who knows if I'll get in. But, I'm going to try and see what happens. I'll go from there. I'm looking forward to it!