Woah. No, seriously. Woah.
Mike and Emily went to Florida. I got jealous. Apparently, everyone ELSE was so jealous, they went away, too. Well, when you all come home, I'll still be here. Posting in your absence. And jealous.
So, a while ago, Mike suggested that the Cleveland weather pixie was a little.... stiff. So, I went to the weather pixie site, and looked around, and finally selected another pixie, based on the fact that she was a little more casual. She has dresses in her repertoire. Well, imagine my surprise when I scrolled down the page to see just exactly how god-awful hot it is numerically, and Cleveland is sporting a bathing suit! The little hussy! Casual Friday is one thing! In-Your-Skivvies-Tuesday is another! But, then I scrolled down a little more. And Cincinnati was SO modeling swimwear. AND. Chest hair. **falls off chair laughing into a teary puddle** Oh dear. I love me some pixies.
In other news, we're moving our patio. Don't you think it makes more sense for it to be in the shade instead of the sun? Yeah. That shouldn't have taken 4 years to figure out. Also, it's going to be leveled, much to the delight of our many guests over the years who have needed to go to the emergency room from our dinner parties to have broken ankles/broken legs/cracked craniums bound and repaired. I've got some funny pictures of the process, I'll post them after it's done.
Now, I'm going to go change clothes Cleveland-pixie-style, and try to not get heat stroke. If it stays this hot all summer, I may have to invest in a swimming pool. The kind for poor people. The blow-up kiddy-pool kind. Where my dog
can't will be less likely to drown.
