So this morning I wake up. Early. Like 4:30am early, since one of my dogs had 'to go'. I don't need two footed kids, I have four footed ones. :)
I walk outside and 'WHACK' -- who turned on the humidifier OUTSIDE? I mean really....it felt like it was 174 percent humidity at 4:30am! I walk back in the house and my feet are sticking to the pergo floor. Ick.
Yesterday it was 72 cool degrees. Today, I'm in Havana, with no need for a passport.
Summer and I have a complicated relationship. My favorite seasons are the in-between seasons - Spring and Fall. Summer is fine as long as I'm on the beach with my feet in the water in my beach chair with a cool breeze. I have found that after many years of sunning myself, I think my thermal receptors reject the whole idea of staying out in the sun. I hope that it will add up to less wrinkles.
I will be posting about my painting party of one that I had this past weekend. Love spray paint - just love the transformation it creates.