Here I go again wildly violating the 12:00 rule. I'll be circumspect.
I've got to say thank you. Ever since my wife headed up the hill for greener pastures this week, I have been hooked up. After letting me know that I had a hand in exploding the pump and completely emptying their pool, Lauri Hardy brought me some lemonaide (in reference to the post a few days ago), the irony of drinking lemonaide while lounging next to the empty pool was not lost on me. She also brought me a bling water. Bling water, me? Tara, you better come home soon, I'm livin' like P diddy and am liable to drop the truck, put hydrolics on it, and roll around the neighborhood reciting well-metered, controversial, poetry set to drums and a cowbell. I'm going to make Sam follow me around with a Sunbrella. I'm actually kind of scared to drink the bling water. What if I, all of a sudden, get more energy, and lose the precious 4 hours of sleep that I've been giving myself. On top of that, I've had several people say "can I bring you dinner?" It kind of makes me sheepish. Watch what you wish for I guess. Here are some images from the last two weeks or so... I make a cameo in this one with Liz from The Wright House and also Perry Sevey shows up, like Where's Waldo. Does anyone else just completely love the summer time? It's so cool.