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Like The Queen Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content. |
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![]() 0 Comments:Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Wednesday, July 27, 2005 One more day - just one more - and earth will once again be an oxygen rich environment. At 7:15 a.m. it is cool enough to just walk around the house naked but by 10 I suspect even skin will be a burden. Of course, today is Wednesday, which means air conditioned story hour for me, and BD insists he doesn’t mind the heat, so long as he doesn’t have to move. Each of the dogs finds her own cool spot - Socks is under the yurt, Priss is beneath the arborvitae by the front door, Capt. J is down in the marsh - unless he’s in the bathtub. He doesn’t like the shower, though he’ll get in briefly, but he’s happy to sit in the tub if the water’s not running. A dog in my bathtub is a new level of spoildom for this pet owner - but then, Jack is the dog of our mature years. Like a grandchild, he is ours to indulge. The puppet show went off like a darling laugh-fest. The 12 year old volunteers got into a giggle fit - but since they were performing for 8 year olds, it was utterly appropriate - the entire room fell into a giggle fit. I brought up the idea of an after school program during the school year and they were all enthusiastic. Time to get out the old planner for this project. ![]() La - It’s just too hot to keep thinking - much less writing. Stay cool. Drink water. September always does come. posted by Bess | 7:15 AM |
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