Multiple Choice Summer

Last summer we rented a place in the Catskills for the month of August, which kind of sucked because:

a) the house was too cramped
b) it was ridiculously hot all month
c) I was seven months pregnant
d) the landlady stole my shit
e) did I mention being seven months pregnant?

This summer it continues to be ridiculously hot, even though we are farther north (How far north must one go these days to get some cool air? Next summer: Iceland!), but I think that not lugging around a squirming, hiccuping fetus makes a world of difference. (Although now of course we must lug around a squirming, squealing 8-month-old, but at least he can give hugs.)

Also the fact that no one has stolen any of my stuff has made things more pleasant.

The blog will be quiet(er) for the next few weeks as I move about the country and try to knock out three web projects and a book proposal. Also it's just too hot to write.

In the meantime I will try to post some pictures, and if you're in NYC you can come see me read on August 8.