We’re watching Boobahs and the woman dressed ina cardy who’s supposed to be Grandma looks more like the zombie girl in the backyard from Shaun of the Dead.
We’ve gone from steaming hot to quite cold here. It’s been raining since Saturday, although we’re having a brief rainless spell now. Today we’ll be out splashing in puddles, I think. Arlo stayed at my sister’s house on Saturday night, and Mark and I spent an hour digging out the drains and gutters by the road to get the water flowing again.
The garden needed the water, although we’d recently had our tank filled so overflow was an issue. Lots of deep, hot baths became a necessity rather than a luxury, much to my delight. I have had a bath every day since Saturday, when usually I get one every couple of months when I think we can spare the water. Deep baths that you top up every 15 minutes; a cup of coffee within reach and a trashy romance in hand.
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zose // March 23, 2009 at 3:19 am |
insert line…. “punctuated by regular quick showers”
“I have had a bath every day since Saturday, when usually I get one every couple of months when I think we can spare the water.”