Major storm warnings, and not thunder and lightning.
Fair enough, I guess. I went out onto the porch, which according to legend, or at least the guy who lives in the house behind us, has been enclosed since about '95. The first thing I saw was there was a huge wet area at the door, like it had been rained on, just barely not yet at the point of making a puddle. The ceiling and walls as well as the floor around it were all dry. Now, I admit, Enzo has left a puddle or two since he started using training pants vs diapers, but he was dry. Stinky, perhaps, but dry. The outside door is a good 10 feet or more, so even if the water came in there, it shouldn't have reached. Nothing else was wet. This was around 8, and by 10 when I was taking out the trash in the now stormless night, it was almost completely dried up.
I managed to finish another book tonight, making the total for the year 40 books. I am about to start The Golden Compass
I only have 2 cans left of White out Mountain Dew. Perhaps a bad name, but I like the flavor. I might get a second case this week.
I got an order from Germany for hot sauce, shipped w/i the US of course. I have it ready to take to the shipping depot tomorrow, and it will be on it's way quickly. It is actually the second foreign order I have taken, I did one over the phone from a Canadian to be sent to FL once. It is the first time UPS was selected as a shipping method, though I have sent FedEx before.
Now, if only I wasn't burning up, cooking in my skin from the weather... I miss Michigan many times, it's just too dang hot in here, and the windows are too far from the outlets to even think of getting an Air Conditioner. The fan in use now just doesn't cut it. So as long as I survive the heat, my hurt wrist and foot, I'll be fine. Well, that and get the rest of the $$ for the Strawberry Festival ride before the 15th.
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