It’s Friday. On Fridays, I have only two jobs: keep the baby alive, and clean the house. Today I’m hoping for a 50% success rate. Continue reading
I know I’ve been a broken record about this “weather” thing – but, seriously, I can’t help myself. I know that a bunch of you all are living in places that are suffering heat waves and record setting temperatures and such . . . but honestly, it’s hard to wrap my brain around, considering that I’m STILL WAITING FOR SUMMER TO START. I went for a jog the other morning and it might as well have been October, for all the gray skies and the wearing of long sleeves and pants. And don’t even get me started on my garden. My poor, sad, garden.