heat wave

Sorry for the lack of post last night.  I actually forgot it was Sunday until it was too late, probably because I felt a lot like this squirrel looks.  But less smiling.  And more moaning.  I’m not a big fan of the heat.  If it must be hot, then I must be in the breezy shade beside a lake or, preferably, in the lake.  But I’m not anywhere near my favourite lake, so moaning works, too.

I just noticed that the straw in this squirrel’s lemonade is not visible through the glass, and is clearly at the wrong angle, but it’s too hot to fix it.

chock full o’ nuts


me: What should I draw for tomorrow?

husband: Ooh! You should draw a squirrel who has made a boat from a coffee can and a little hand fan!

me: …

husband: Yeah! And he can be, like, bootin’ across a pond!

me: …

Needless to say, I didn’t come up with anything better.