My summer is FINALLY starting to solidify, and a few things have been cleared up:
i only have two more weeks of housewifery
i will be researching sex hormones
i will not be making money

the highlight of housewifery is surprisingly carpooling.
today's conversation on the way back home:

yael: we've been waiting for at LEAST five minutes.
dani: i had some things to take care of.
yael: well you should have taken care of them before.
dani: well i didn't.
yael: that's a problem.
dani: yeah?
yael: that's YOUR problem.
dani: well i'm making it YOUR problem, do you have a problem with that?

and later...
yael: i swear when i grow up i'm going to be arrested for polygamy... that is, if i get married... several times.

not to mention...
yael holding up photographs of her to the mirror on the passenger's side.
tamar: what are you doing?
yael: trying to see if they look like me.

in the meantime... things have been pretty stable with minor bouts of insanity.
such as starting to cry during yoga class. think of some place you really want to be, a place you want to be more than anywhere in the world. somehow that did it.
and then there was that little girl with blond curly hair walking down the street the other day... that did it, too.

tonight's endeavor:
"boot camp with eric" at the JCC.