
I figure today's the perfect day to participate in Summer's Friday, I'm in Love series in order to put off thinking about the job search I'm spearheading today . . . Craigslist jobs nonprofit/writing & editing/education, here I come . . . and I'm gonna try to keep a smile on my face about it.
(Still no word about funding for my job--SF's Department of Children, Youth, and Families is taking its sweet sweet time--and if they don't have a decision by the time teachers have to report back to school on August 11th, then it's a no-go).
So here's what I'm in love with today:

(Milo)
Sure, he may talk about his penis all the time. And he may grab my boobs and say "I wanna see BOOBS!" And there's the food-throwing at dinner. But . . . I love this kid so much! Here he is, yesterday, posing proudly beside his favorite thing in the world . . . a truck.
(Plus, when I took him on a walk to the fire station yesterday, he said "WHERE ARE THE HOT FIREMEN?" cause he's so used to hearing his mama & me talk about the hotties up there at the ol' fire station).

(roses on my back deck)
Don't get any wrong ideas: I definitely did not grow these. That's all my neighbor Doug's handiwork. But aren't they pretty? I'm especially in love with them when I cut them off and put them in a pretty vase on my dining room table.

from sfgate
The Pizzaiolo margherita pizza that will be MINE tonight!! My girls, Doro & Hauna, are trekking East for a much-needed ladies' dinner & drinks night in O-town, and I've had Pizzaiolo on the brain ever since Anna and I ate at its sister restaurant last week. I am serious, y'all . . . if you live anywhere near the Bay Area, head to Pizzaiolo pronto! It's cute, they play good music, they make their own tonic for cocktails, and their pizza is outta control. Also, they use all local ingredients, buy from local farmers, etc. (I mean it wouldn't be California if . . .)

(old school Jackson Browne, i.e. when he was still hot)
And although those days are gone, I am still so excited to see him in concert at the Greek Theater in Berkeley tomorrow night (I'm going with my dear friend & Milo's mama, Cari!). For years, whenever faced with the ever-important question, Who would you choose to see in concert if you could see anyone in the world?, I have firmly answered Jackson Browne. (I mean, I've already seen Neil Young, Mos Def, u2, Van Morrison, and Counting Crows, among many other greats). So tomorrow night, with a pretty dress, high heels, and some wine, that dream will become a reality!
See? Weekends are still fun when you're a teacher and you're out of school for summer and pretty much every day is a weekend. :)
XOXO!