You know it's too hot outside when your measurement of whether or not to go outside and do adulting is whether or not you have to put a bra on for it.
'It has a really nifty applicator and feels really cool when applied - instantly calming my skin that quite often looks like I've been dragged behind a car on my face. '
84f for the past couple of days, which means I've retreated into the closet under the stairs. The perfect place to blog, let me tell you.
Got home to a garden full of geraniums as big as dinner plates (ok, slight exaggeration for dramatic effect) and peonies as big as footballs (not an exaggeration) now I've typed exaggeration too many times and it looks weird.
Dear Universe: ya know, if ya stop fricken waking me up at night, I could do better.