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Either we are the luckiest people in the world or the stupidest. Time will tell. Our neighbors, friends, want to rent our house for two years. How does that sound, since we just happen to want to be gone for two years? Last night over wine we wrote up a contract. They will paint the kitchen. We will get out by the 16th of July.

Today is mother’s day and the kids are making me brownies. We could eat the batter and be just as happy.

Peter called from the airport–his e-ticket to Washington DC hadn’t been paid for and they wouldn’t let him on the plane. Many frantic calls to some emergency travel number with the state department, “Are you calling about a medi-vac?” “Oh. Are you calling about Kiev?” Finally got someone who authorized a payment for a flight that leaves in an hour. What a morning I’ve had already. Later, I want to draw pictures of the house and play Carcassonne.

I have two kids giving me a hairdo as I write this. I finished the PBObrochure.pdf and now I’m dreaming of this dress from Anthropologie as a reward. Press check this morning. The brochure looked great on press and like something Ron Rick would do. I watched Sophie from 12:30 to 3:00 then gave her back and picked up Camille. I bought a beautiful hanging basket of geranium. I like the shadow it makes on the window shade. Peter is working today, has tomorrow off, his last day before he goes to DC for three weeks. Peter’s sister Nina is visitinig from Alaska for a short time, we will meet her tomorrow at the farmer’s market. Tomorrow is the marché at the French School. The postcard design is my hommage to Lotta Jansdotter.

I am so happy with my new Oilily purchase. I think it will be really good for travel, it’s big enough for my knitting and a book and a few toy trucks. Wipes clean. But this morning, I went to buy gas and couldn’t find my wallet. I was going to have to hate my new bag if my wallet easily slides out. Came home, searched the car, the kitchen. Looked in the new bag again and there it was, in a nice pocket I had forgotten about. Doh.

Tried to go to Lisa’s party before she ships her paintings off to New York and couldn’t find her house. Almost four years in Portland and I can’t find a place, even with map quest. I hate that aspect of Portland, all the roads are curving cow paths. Arrrggg.

October 30 | A Sunday. C. is making a little banner out of stamped letters that says Happy Halloween, gluing it onto orange cards, to make a little banner. I love to see her working contentedly, wearing half her halloween costume of a cowgirl skirt and orange “boo” t-shirt. S. took a three hour shower and is now sitting in front of the bathroom heater, “feeling this for a while.”

We have just been so busy. Today I’ve been picking away at the PBO November program, due Tuesday morning, but you know I won’t work on it tomorrow night with the Halloween high holiday. I made a cute airplane out of a box, and a leather pilot’s cap from an old coat for S. to be an aviator, he says a crop duster. He’s upset that he’s not an elephant, but I gave away that costume.

I need to finish P.’s paper work for the FS interview. Is there any way he can pass? Is there any way he won’t? God it’s hard to know, and I just want it to happen and for all the speculation to be over.

Friday we are having a little party with all the parents from C.’s class and her teachers. Just an inmate little party for thirty or so of us.

Friday we are going to Seattle for Amuk’s party. Then P. flies to Washington. Won’t it be good to have it over? Or will the disapointment be devestating?