A smattering.

It all began with a burner that stubbornly refused to light.  Then it was two burners. When burner number three went out and we were forced to alternate boiling water and frying pans between the fourth and final burner, it occurred to us that perhaps we should call the repair man.  Three repair visits later, we are still left with only one working burner.  Miraculous.  

So, here I sit waiting on visit number four.  Fourth times a charm, right?

Before I die: I will live overseas and have a bit of an adventure.

Afternoon cuppa. 

Records.

Embassy Row.

In other news, I signed a lease on an apartment, finally bought a new swim suit, and finished book number three of the summer.  All in all, a successful start to the week.