It's too hot to think.

Well, it would be if I were outside.

But I'm not. In fact, it's a cool 78 degrees inside the house right now, and I'm thinking that's a pretty good place to be right now.

Wishing the very happiest of days....

...to Bonnie!
Happy Birthday!

We love you!

(one of my favorite pictures)

I don't think I'd even try to make these cupcakes. But they are kind of fun, aren't they?

Maybe....if I were having a group of friends over for a book club or to quilt, and wanted to look extremely cool (making everyone secretly hate me in the process), I'd serve these. Providing I could find a bakery that makes them.

Who cares what they taste like? They're too cool to eat!

Can't stop to chat right now...

I'm extremely busy.

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday to Beautiful Hannah!

We're so glad you're part of our family!

Random Stuff

I adore Eric Carle, and I adore that he has a blog:
We got to spend some time (not nearly enough) with Dave yesterday. Hamill visits always help get the laundry pile on the guestroom bed folded, which is always a very good thing! (So if you want to come for a visit, better come quick while the bed is still empty. And if you're a Hamill... I won't have to change the sheets!)

I’m currently caught up in an intense Harry Potter trivia challenge with a diabolical 6th grade teacher, who had me searching the books for hours looking for Olivander’s first name (he has none). But I’m getting even with questions such as: Where does Bungy the budgie live? What is the Ice Mice slogan? and Who is Orla Quirke?

Our adopted stray cat (the one we’d spent $150 on vet bills) ditched us for the neighbors who started feeding it shrimp. I think they owe me $150.

And my darling sister stepped on a cactus (this is what happens when you wear sandals in the dark in Arizona) and broke her toe. And now her foot looks like this:

This past weekend I...

Saw Harry Potter... and tried not to yell out too loudly at the parts that weren't in the book...like Harry in the diner. Or burning up the Burrow. (And soooo.... now the Weasleys are presumably homeless? But it's all okay because in the very next scene, Lavender gave Won-Won a really ugly necklace).

Read a new mindless book by my favorite Regency author (my own mother got me hooked).

Now I'm back at work, where the highlights of my day were Diego, the 1st grader, deciding to moon the playground during recess (he got in-school suspension), and a Kinder kid spilled milk all over his library book (one of my favorites.) Looking forward to next weekend!