It's hot.

The weather service says it's 91 F, but it feels hotter to me. Welcome to summer.

My air conditioner was not on when I came home. Bad, bad air conditioner.

My cold is horrible, but I ran errands anyway. Lachlan is at a bad stage in stores, but when Jeff is gone I don't have many other options. As far as I can tell, Lachlan is currently involved in some kind of training for olympic shopping cart gymnastics.

I bought a bottle of wine with my groceries. The check-out lady said "Oh, and I bet this is for you, right?" Meaning that she thought I needed it.

I took them to Home Depot and let them play on the riding lawnmowers. A man passed us and exclaimed over how many of them (the boys, not the tractors). He asked "how did you manage that?"

Wisely, I refrained from telling him. I didn't think he really wanted to know.

I am happy about this. Houston's only a five-hour drive. Not a problem. We can make it a weekend and see NASA. We've seen NASA at the Cape (twice!); we've seen NASA at Huntsville; we have never been to NASA Houston.

Now, I'm going to order very spicy Chinese food and eat until my eyes water.