Everything and Nothing at all

That's the inner A to the inner Q when I wonder just what I've been spending the past 5 months doing, if not, of course, blogging. Or, better yet, what has been occupying my time so very much that I can't type a word in edgewise??? Everything and nothing at all. But here I am today, a blazing Sunday in July, finally ready to answer the question and bring us all -- me including -- back up to date.
Let's work forward to back, shall we? It might just create a virtual mobius of time in my personal blogosphere.

Right now: I'm goose-bumpy from the A/C here in BAKED. It's my new neighborhood wifi cafe, and it has big over-shellacked timbery tables and squishy vinyl-pillowed benches, and somehow it's easier here to think than anywhere else in my life currently. Maybe it's all the wood; or the brown and orange color scheme which simultaneously makes me think of the words 'Halloween Brownie'. Maybe it's the general mellowness of the place. Maybe it's the strange selection of free buttons at the cash register that proclaim 'I DO NOT BENCH PRESS'. Maybe it's the most delicious lemon-poppyseed muffin chaser to my egg sandwhich this morning. I loathe and love this place already in very equal parts: a little over-self-consciously designed, even for a designer; full of parents and impossibly cute children (park slope, stop following me already!), overpriced baked goods and coffee, teapots and tshirts for sale; free wifi, great coffee, decent staff and interesting non-parenting sorts... But I will always remember it as the first lunch here in my new neighborhood with Mvisiting UT Arch pal, Ms. Emily Scarfe.

We'll get to the new neighborhood part in a moment, but first, there's yesterday to get to. I've named it Rediscovering the Disney...