I’m back home again and in case you were wondering, my pillow was as fabulous as I remembered it.
Burglars did not invade my house, even though the blinds remained closed.
However, despite the Wild Boar’s best efforts to keep the pool blue and sparkly clean while we were away…
This is what happens when it’s a bazillion degrees outside and no one is brushing the pool every day. Lovely shade of green don’t you think?
Sadly the chlorine levels in the pool are high and it still happened. So is this chlorine-resistant algae? That can’t be good.
Whatever it is, the pool is currently being drained and will get a lovely scrubbing of the walls. Truthfully, the Wild Boar has been wanting to do this since we moved here so I think he’s secretly glad it happened.
This is one of the laundry piles that is as high as my waist, the other is to my knees. Ugh.
This little guy decided to enter into a relationship with a permanent marker…yeah whatever and why.
It’s 108 degrees here with very smoke filled air from all the fires burning. This is slightly different than the mild temperatures we experienced in Northern Oregon.
I have my air conditioning set to 75 degrees upstairs and down, however the thermostats are reading 90 and 86 degrees. Ummm, Houston, I think we have a problem.
I made homemade pizza, which made the kitchen even hotter, but we couldn’t bare to eat out again. That was really intelligent.
It’s 11:45 PM and my oldest hooligan is still awake because it’s so dang hot upstairs and he can’t sleep. I just put his blanket in the freezer for a while and gave it back to him. We’ll see if that works.
I need a vacation…sigh.
And Potato Ho entries, let’s work on that.
