I know I've got to go stretch and let go of some control when every time I stare at the computer screen I make old woman lips. You know, the pursed lips that eventually lead to those old lady lines (which are endearing if you're, you know, past the age of 23).

Some lip-smoothing discoveries:

My green tea latte from starbucks is chock-full of protein. Mmmmm.

Chimpanzees are capable of and have been documented making spears to hunt small animals. (WHOOPS, that's a bit frightening b/c then I start imagining what if I was a pygmy walla-walla out there in the forest? there goes the lip-pursing...gonna have to try again.)

My sister and I are ridiculously fashionable with pinned-up hair. It's a little out of control, and certainly we are ready for any party that steps through our front door now. But seeing as it's past 1a.m., and it's San Angelo, Texas, the party-ers are all probably asleep. Hopefully not in a front yard somewhere.

Marfa is in the not-so-distant future--namely, tomorrow!!! As is a Joni Mitchell impersonator, a man with earth-defying abilities to reach sound pitches unknown to the male vocal structure. Apart from Steve Tyler.

Pecans are showering the parents' front lawn, a gift from the heavens and the immenent sign that I'll get to return the favor by offering up the first fruits of my labor--God loves a good pecan pie, right? Why else were pecans invented, anyway?? (By the way, I'd forgotten how intimate it is to feel with your feet along the ground (if your grass has shot up like ours did) for each pecan, then to peel it slowly while trying to remember the rules about which ones will be best--I think the green ones need awhile but that's all I can remember as I scan the yard looking for the remaining vagrants.)

Seeing this same little girl bike home in front of the house every day with her sister/friend (who walks, poor thing) and loving the fact that if she sees me, she waves or says hi. She's fearless and four. Perfect. It also reassures me that I don't look like one of those 'strangers' her parents warned her about. Life is more innocent if you feel more like a neighbor than a suspect.

Mission accomplished. Goodnight.