Eh

Best part of my day. Steve knows what it’s like being small

what to do to keep the glue from falling apart

This is going to have to come together in bits and pieces, which I guess is ok.  My mom had a teacher who said, “Yes, there should be no child left behind; but they don’t all have to come today.”

That means that you don’t have to figure it all out right damn now.

Helena is leaving soon.

She’s going to Brown and she will be doing whatever super smart people are doing.   I know she will be back for vacations and stuff, but it’s not the same.

Mac is more or less moving along at the same speed as I am.

For example, she was slicing up some cheese for her mom’s cocktail party, (I was pitting olives, Helena had cornered one poor soul who showed up early and was rebutting him into submission, trust me, not as fun as it sounds.)   She tasted a sliver of what I thought was a delicious white cheddar and decided that she was going to go to culinary school.  She reached this epiphany when she realized that her life was going to be full of parties that featured cheese, and she wanted to always be able to have the best morning after cheese-mouth.

It makes sense to me and Helena.

Steve is happy as long as there’s cake

If we have cake, we’ll be ok.