Jason gave me a copy of Seed magazine this morning and told me there was a Noam Chomsky article in it that I would like.
I haven't gotten to it yet. I'm sure it is going to get me all riled up and frankly, it's too hot to be riled.
Instead, I spent much of the morning grocery shopping and putting window film on the windows in the bedroom. I was supposed to do all the windows on the front of the house but changed my mind.
So, after several hours of cussing all the really bad cuss words I know, interspersed with singing along with the Allman Brothers, the windows are done.
And I ain't doing no more.
I bought a redonkulously expensive teeny tiny pack of raspberries.
I'm going to go play Southern Belle and recline on the settee and eat them. All. In one sitting.
Snuggly Springtime Kittens: