Who's To Say Where The Wind Will Take You

Still not amused by templates. Set up a new blog for the kidlet. Had to give her neon candy colors for links.

In theory I am supposed to go to the parentals and get a hose and shovel and go home and plant. In reality it is 97 degrees out there and heading for a record 101. That is sick. Just freakin sick. One god damn week before the air conditioner gets installed at the abode. Figures.

At least there is a nice breeze going. If we had a flat calm it would feel even worse than it does now. Still...warm!

Had indian food for lunch.....again. It's like I am pregnant and craving it. That is not possible of course, but it reminds me of that.

Alright, bladder is about to explode and I need another smoke break. I be outta here.