Thursday, July 06, 2006

Well wasn't that an interesting time for the server to drop out on me?

"I" had more to say, but "I" can't remember what it was.

It's late now. Maria is sleeping soundly. Max is tucked in. William and Alex are browsing through books, doodling, dozing. Geoff is checking the pulse of the housing market.

Someone sent a message praising the weather... bah, humbug. We think we cooked the hermit crabs. Our happy trio died suddenly. Their little home was probably like an Easy Bake Oven. It's too hot to think.

Tomorrow I will submit the "Chicken-Blogedition of Anniversary Gifts..." be sure to tune in.

Good night.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

No pictures. I left my camera on the desk and so there are no pictures of me cooking, cleaning, buying groceries, and labeling the shelves I moved from the bathroom to the entryway. There are no pictures of Geoff coming home unexpectedly. No pictures of us having a bonfire-weenie roast, and sampling peanut butter cookies. No pictures of the contraband items we lit on fire and observed with exclamations of delight and awe... just kidding... or am I? No pictures of the kids sleeping in the yard, or all of us playing charades until after 11:00. No pictures of Alex and Geoff acting out "Never-ending Story." No picture of me guessing "Superman" before Geoff could even hold out his arms in mock flight. You should have been here.

Well, that was yesterday. Now, about today... It's somewhat cooler. I realize some of you LOVE this weather; the heat, the sun glaring etc. Some of you have pools, air conditioning, ceiling fans, insulated homes, and a lack of inhibition about wearing very little. We have heat, and no relief. It’s blaawwwchhfwwwughy! (Real word. Honest.)

On the bright side, I heard about a study that shows people living without air conditioning are losing more weight by sweating through their summers. Oh, boy! Let me just calculate: 1 apple martini - 2 quarts of sweat + 2 turkey hotdogs with mustard - X calories burnt from bitchin' and moaning = ....

… Hold on a sec… let’s see, carry the one and … how many pounds are in a pint?

And Geoff heard about this other study that concludes renters are better off than homeowners. We renters are healthier, happier and have more sex than people with a mortgage. I don’t have to site the study; it’s gospel.

I guess I should just resign myself to my skinny, sweaty, renty, happy, healthy life.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

A Fancy Fourth of July

Happy Fourth of July!

(insert sparklers here)

Geoff is at work. The house is a mess.

(insert swag of red, white and blue bunting here)

Yesterday Geoff and William installed heat blocking film in the dining-room/living-room/bedroom windows. I resuscitated my planter garden.

(cue "Star Spangled Banner")

Around midnight the house should cool down to 83 degrees.

(grand finale rockets)