I had a dream last night that one of my coworkers came into my bedroom while I was asleep and used my deodorant. I’m not sure what that means, exactly. I’m not sure that I really want to know what it means, either.
On Monday night, we were both in need of some r & r—or at least the illusion of r & R. We lit our new tiki torches out back, got a fire going in our fire pit and spent the evening outside enjoying how much the fire made everything feel like camping. I think the only noise in the neighborhood was the two of us sitting back there talking and laughing at our ridiculous hounds. Twix climbed the footrest for the patio furniture and tried to curl up on it to be close to us, even though she is twice the size of the thing, and Rolo gave up on the cold and headed straight for the couch the minute the stars came out.
Now through July are my absolute favorite months of the year. It feels like the weight of the winter is slowly lifting and it's finally time to emerge from hibernation.