i find my domesticity comes in spurts. i've spent all afternoon cleaning and cooking, and i'm actually contemplating baking a cobbler for dessert. unfortunately, there are other days in which i'm perfectly content not lifting a finger. if only i could balance myself out...

i like watching my cat clean between her toes. it amuses me greatly. it has the distinction of somehow being both clownish and graceful at the same time. man, cats are so neat.

i'm coping with the fact that i now dress like a teacher. i know i'm in the education field and my wardrobe HAD to change (from tees and jeans to, you know, not tees and jeans.), but am i still cute? am i at least dressing like a hot hipster teacher? don't answer that.