Wednesday, April 08, 2009


I spent an hour on the deck today wrapped in a blanket, ice pack to my neck, lounging in the sun. Montel stayed with me despite the lack of fence and my limited ability to watch him at every moment before he attempts to do anything stupid. I read a book, lounged, iced, and revelled in the fact my summer days will soon be here for me to do little else but lounge and read.

I am choosing to ignore the "selling the house, having to move, planning a wedding, working, and still doing stuff" part of my days off. In my happy place, there is nothing but me, a book, a blanket and a dog. Well, and maybe a cabana boy to do my bidding.


  1. Aww, honey. I hope you feel better very soon.

  2. Good for you!
    Oh, and, hypothetically speaking, how would one acquire a cabana boy?

  3. What happenend to the fence? Blow down again?


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