I can’t believe it’s August already.
I really like the name August. It was also my great-great-grandfather’s name, August Ruprecht, who was an immigrant from Prussia in the 1870’s and went to Detroit. If I ever were to have a son, I would probably use August as a middle name. It is doubtful I would ever have children; I was on a plane with screaming children once and my fallopian tubes tied themselves in knots – “maternal” is not a word used to describe me.
Mad Men episode #402 goes up tonight, but I missed it. I don’t have a DVR cuz I’m cheap so I have to wait until midnight tomorrow to watch it.
My parents land here next weekend. I must admit, I am a little nervous. My dad is a pretty intense person and I’m afraid the famed “Mount Vesuvius” temper of his will manifest. I enjoy the peacefulness of the relationship The General and I have and I hate to back track to days gone by.
I’m off all day tomorrow — I wish the waves were good.