On my mind this evening:
- We hit the triple digits today, temperature wise. Believe it or not, these are records for the New Orleans area. A number of streets (including the interstate east of us) have buckled from the heat.
- On top of this, we haven't gotten rain in about a month. Our garden is just about dead, and the farmer's market is full of signs that the booth occupant has no produce due to the drought.
- I'm simultaneously sad and gleeful. Kevin leaves next Friday for a month in Vienna for a study abroad program. I don't want to be without him for that long, particularly since I pretty much lose him once school starts. However, I will be joining him after he finishes for a week driving around southern Germany, Austria, and Switzerland. I will probably blog our trip, assuming he lets me use his laptop.
- Our tentative plan involves me picking up a rental car in Frankfurt and driving to Munich to meet up with Kevin. This is the scariest part of the trip to me, even though the Germans drive on the same side of the road as the U.S.
- Went to WV for a 3-day weekend. Discovered that my own brother is one of those idiots who texts while he drives. I'm glad I went, because it seemed to mean a lot to my grandmother that I made it to her little family cookout, especially since my uncle didn't show after telling her he would.
- Seriously sprained my pinky toe falling down the back steps. Haven't been to the gym since, so I've backslidden in my work on the Couch to 5K.
- Signed up for a German class via LSU's Independent and Distance Learning program. May also meet with a tutor to work on my skills prior to going to Germany.
- In a moment of insanity, I also joined an adult kickball league. I figured it's socialization, it's exercise, and it's outdoors, but I'm really scared to death. I am so not the athletic type, and I still have nightmares about middle school gym class.
- Animals all good, except when they're not. Tristan may be seeing a vet specializing in aggression issues, Mischa is having eye surgery this week, and Cali is far too thin for my tastes.
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I have to think that the look on that pic is of pure happiness. Tristan looks like he's about as happy as a dog can get.
Oh, I have no doubt he was quite happy. This scene was preceded by him rolling on his back in about 3 inches of mud, just having the time of his life.
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