I Have Better Things To Do.

(giant sucking noise)

(stretches, contact lenses feel gritty, smell of sand and sun block and baby hair, damp clothes, wrinkles and impressions from buttons and vinyl and fabric on my skin, tickly throat from allergies, hot dog breath panting against my leg, breeze washing over me, squirrels chattering in the tree above, more stretching)

Oh, oops, Hi!

Josephine and I fell asleep on the glider, and napped for over an hour and a half out there. It was lovely, in a let's not do this too often way. So, there went my chance to catch up. Too bad.

By the way, it's a great glider - one of those 1940's heavy, metal ones, with one long cushion and three back cusions - like a sofa on rails. I should rent naps on it.

PS - The giant sucking noise was the skin of my cheek ripping itself away from the vinyl glider cushion as I sat up. Oy, we both look like we had a nap on the glider. Definitely. Time for a late lunch and the rest of the day. Must look into having a cover made for it.

Come back tomorrow?