These are my angels. I wanted to share them with you. Hammer is on the left, Fuzzy in the center, and Pumpkin Muffin on the right. That is their birth order, too! Hammer will be 13, on 8/22. Unbelieveable.
I would like to say things are nice cool here, but they are not.
NJ is still hot, humid and nasty. However, finally around 6 pm this evening we got some rain. Of course, not a calm, steady, soaking rain. NO. Torrents. Buckets. Lightning. Thunder.
The ground cannot soak it in after being baked into a hardened concrete like mass in 90 degree weather for three odd weeks.
Therefore, we have flooding going down our basement back stair thing and flooding all around the local streets too. YUCK.
We also have my favorite odor around the house, eau du wet dog. No, she won't go out to pee in between storms, but at the height of the deluge which she hates and then acts like it is my fault as she shakes off all over me. P - U.
Then, add the fact that it is 11:35 pm and Pumpkin Muffin has gotten her 8 year old body so worked up over the thunder and lightning that she is wide awake and laying in the family room with daddy. UGH.
Fuzzy just came down a few minutes ago, to hit the bathroom, but miraculously, returned to his own bed. Hmph. He may have sensed that little sis is going to be keeping us awake for most of the night and figures he is better off far away from it.
More lightning just flashed. It is going to be a loooooong night here in the Princess' castle. A very long night indeed.
I hope this note finds everyone happy and healthful and I hope that your weekend was lovely. Mine was rather nice in spite of the heat.
Be well, dear journal-land friends, more tomorrow,