Today the weather is perfect. Absolutely perfect. Warm sun, light breeze clear sky. The thought of summer is rapidly just becoming a faded unpleasant memory. If every day was like this, with occasionally a thunderstorm or small blizzard for variety, I would be happy.
I went to the Astros game on Saturday; did nothing all day Sunday (well, mowed the lawn, shampooed my bedroom carpet, and invested in one bark collar which appears to be working so I'll probably buy number two, and paid bills, and watched LOTS of t.v.). Nick cooked dinner (yeh for someone else cooking dinner for a rare change!) We waited for Kennda to get home, but she never did, I wonder what happened, I hope she's not stuck at an airport in Timbuctu or something.
Karen text messaged me this morning. From the Grand Canal. In Venice. Ah. Italy. I am SO jealous. 11 More Days until Greece.