Do you know how hard it is to dream about pool boys and hot tubs when an intergalactic battle is being fought in the sky above you?
Damn hard. I still somehow managed though–that’s how good I am.
Some ugly-ass storms made their way through Little Rock. After bed, the first one hit around 12:30. It was so loud and bright that the house shook and it woke my oldest up from the dead.
The next round hit about 3:30. Wow. It was another angry storm, but not nearly as war-like as the first.
It’s still raining this morning. It’s been raining pretty much straight since Saturday. I need some vitamin D–I got way too spoiled in Florida with all the sunshine. Although I’m pretty sure they’re gonna be getting this weather now, so if I go back, it’s gonna be AFTER this front passes.
I’m in an all day conference today. Everyone at work has been telling me these are fun, but I’m not so sure I believe them. But that’s okay. I won’t be in my cubicle today, so there’s a silver lining.
Did you buy Maria Geraci’s book BUNCO BABES TELL ALL yesterday? [picking up my bat] You’re doing it today, right?