Time flies

I can't believe it was March when I last wrote in this Blog. The elevator is finished, and the process was a pain in the patooty, just as I thought it would be. And I still haven't taken a ride on the elevator. I am afraid of enclosed places, and that is sure enclosed. It does have a phone in it in a box, and I put a flashlight in there too. It is nicely decorated. I have an oriental rug (very small) on the floor and a painting hung in there. The walls are cherry. It is really nice looking. Jon doesn't try to make me ride it, but everyone else does. We had a party last Saturday. It was a Summer Solstice party. The longest day of the year. Now the days will get shorter and shorter. Damn. But I digress. The party- it was a success since no one cried or threw up. The food catered by La Dos Divas was yummy. Everyone had to wear a name tag. I think that this helps to break the ice. It also saves you from desperately trying to remember a name. All that is needed is a discreet look down to the chest.

I haven't done any of the pottery that I told myself I would do this summer. Who knows what I do with my time. And why is is so hard to get up in the morning? I think that I must go. I'll try to write more later- before three months have passed.