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.
I even had a staff made out of driftwood (I'm a hippie at heart) to help along one side of my hip that's also decided to take a vacation.
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.
I'm a water sign. Which means that I need to be sea/ocean side fairly often. This is hopefully happening next week. If not it's going to be a week of headaches and snot bubbles.
Dear Universe: ya know, if ya stop fricken waking me up at night, I could do better.