I'm mildewed. The humidididity did it.
It rained this morning, then came the thunder and lightening (very very frightening, according to Jethro). Then the sun came out, the temperature went up to 95, and we all got a steam bath.
I wouldn't be so mildewed except that I wanted to come see you and bring you ice cream, I got caught by a 15-minute train, and I had to go grocery shopping (we were out of milk and Cheerios). So I'm a wet, sweaty, stinky mess. Jethro thinks I smell fascinating - it's probably not a good thing when your dog is that interested in how you smell.
Anyway, I'm heading for the shower. I can't face dinner until after I get cleaned up a bit. But I had a nice time visiting with you, as always. And I sat through the train listening to my Son House CD and reading the liner notes, so I was quite busy and happy.
Love you big, huge bunches,