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Monday.

Well, after the mid-May heat wave of aught-six, we're back to normal spring weather and temperatures. Thank goodness. I was ready to go hi-jack a HVAC truck and install my own air conditioning. Seriously.

Asia called last night from his hotel to let me know he'd made it safely there. Oh - and to mention the fact that his room is not only huge, with a plasma tv on the wall, it's also beachfront. Beachfront, people. And I'm sitting here with a contaminated, deflated kiddie pool in the back yard. Life isn't fair.

I slept like a rock last night. I'm always just a teeny bit freaked out turning off all the lights and going to to bed when Asia's gone - but last night, I think I lasted all of about 30 seconds before I was off to dream-land. Must have been the lack of my usual Sunday nap. I didn't feel that tired, but hey - who's knocking a great night's sleep? Not I, said the pig. (That's a reference to some childhood book - no idea which one. Help me out.)

I really have nothing to say, but wanted to start the week off with a new Monday morning post.

I should stop now.

And so I will.

Have a great day, friends.

Comments

  1. Kate Thaete10:36 AM

    hmm, is that the one where the hen makes the bread, and no one will help her plant/gather/grind the wheat or bake the bread, but everybody's ready to help her eat it? i dunno, it's been a few years for me. ;)

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  2. Anonymous2:10 PM

    Oh, come on. Don't you know your childhood stories? It's the story of the little red hen!
    http://www.bres.boothbay.k12.me.us/wq/nnash/WebQuest/little_red_hen.htm

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  3. Susie8:54 AM

    Not I said the duck. Not I said the pig. Not I said the cat... yep, The Little Red Hen. We watched it recently on a weekend cartoon and I have their funny adult snobby voices in my head saying those lines... thanks a lot ;)

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  4. Talena10:26 AM

    Glad someone knew that, 'cause I would have had the "Not I, said the..." lines going through my head all day, and I couldn't remember the story, either!

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