Okay…this isn’t funny anymore…I’m not impressed. WHERE IS THE SUN? The look on my daughter’s face at Crescent Beach yesterday says it all for me. Not. Impressed. Seriously people…I’m thinking of moving to Arizona!!!!!! Lush green lawns be damned. Give me dust and sage brush if it means seeing the blazing ball when I wake up in the morning. I’m getting old.
At least I can keep dry on my verandah! But I still have to wear a winter jacket and clutch my glass of Chardonnay with a gloved hand. Ridiculous. Don’t tell Mark that I dipped into my inventory for a new cushion to lift my spirits. Chartreuse & black just makes me happy.
There. That feels better. I’ve now dumped my bad mood into the universe.