Blahgust

Waiting for Isaac and all his underwhelmingness.

August is typically my least favorite month of the year.

I have learned to accept this.

I no longer lament how boring August is nor do I strive to make it something that it's not.

I just accept it for what it is.

So, for now, bullets:

• Hurricane Isaac was no big thang. Sorry for anyone out there who does take a beating.
• Have you noticed that I am attempting to use appropriate capitalization?
• Maybe soon I will attempt appropriate grammar.
• I know it sounds ridiculous, but using appropriate capitalization when blogging or Facebooking makes me feel like I am taking myself way too seriously.
• Did you notice that Izzy got a haircut? Doesn't she look silly? I miss her crazy hair. But I do not miss the extra dirt and fur balls that come along with it. 
• Even still, we are letting it grow out.
• Tonight we are having curry chickpeas with acorn squash and garlic naan.
• The naan is rising now.
• I could eat that ish all day every day. S, on the other hand, gets bored with it quick.
• My baby brother leaves for bootcamp (Marines) sometime tomorrow.
• I would cry if I thought about it hard enough. Instead I'm trying to just look forward to seeing him graduate in November. 
• We have become crazy Big Brother fans. 
• I never thought I would type that sentence. 
• It's true, though. We even watch Big Brother After Dark. I think it might make August a bit more bearable. 
• I am struck by how absolutely boring this post is. 
• That's ok. I'm just trying to get myself back into the habit of blogging. 
• It'll do for now.