So I’m happy.
Even if the red-bearded wonder is off having a date, that isn’t me.

If the heat doesn’t get to me. It’s 88F/32C already.

Then come home and shower and fold laundry.

Maybe I’ll even put on a sundress just to humor badassblogger

I had 2 brews (Happy hour) and ate too much, and it cost me almost everything I made from those 3 apprentice tattoos Thursday.

But it was worth it not to have to cook in my hot house.

I ordered dessert to go. They thought I was crazy.

this blurry, reflection-in-a-door pic is as close as we get today…

So I went. I only had the one 5-pound plate of food. I ate all of it, including the rice and sauteed mushrooms (no small feat lemme tell you), with chopsticks. Mad skillz.

Oh and even the jello.

He took the kids for a while. The house is quiet and cool. I didn’t have enough sleep last night. So I think I’m gonna lie down and turn all that food into body parts to be embarrassed over have a nap before I have to go get Allen and finish mowing.

Oh we usually trade fortunes around. But today I liked mine:
“Your dearest dream is coming true.”

It’s a gorgeous day. I have no kids. I rented 2 redbox movies & bought cherry-red haircolor and a 6-pack of Mich Light Lime Cactus.

I’m going to put in a load of my laundry and clean up my room while I dye the underside of the back of my hair red.

Then I might lie in the sun a while and knit.

Then I’m gonna sit on my bed and knit, and watch two good movies. In the quiet.

Then Artemas and I are going to make beer-batter Swai fish and sauteed squash, green and red peppers, and onions for supper.

It’s Me-day and so far I like it.