Holy F****** H***

The END is here.
and I don't mean this End.
I mean this one.

It's tooooo haaaaaaaaaawwt.

Ok, so yah, maybe I am a whiny baby, so what, whatcha gonna go about it, huh?
(Sorry, being hot makes me pissy)

Ever have one of those days where

where your new deodorant, while still functioning as deodorant, suddenly seems to not be soft and/or dry nearly so much as it a greasy residue?

No, me either, thank GOODNESS.
Bet it's happened before though, to some poor fool.
Probably right in the middle of summer too.

You are totally unique, just like everyone else.

A couple years ago I found a cute little giraffe patterned handbag, kinda like this.

This was about the time I was getting a lot of laughs from giraffes.

After giving it some thought I decided not to get it

and ya know, I'm glad I didn't.

EVERY time I go out these days I see someone with a giraffe print bag.

I do so hate being just like everyone else.

I have illusions of originality.

Sooooo,

despite the fact that huge numbers of people,

the ones who aren't wearing these, or these,

are wearing these,

I recently succumbed to enthusiastic encouragement and ordered a pair of Crocs™.

Not the horrible looking troll shoes though (with all due respect to those of you who adore them, I am sure they are just cute as a teeny little button when YOU wear them),

I got these

and you know, they really are pretty comfy and comparatively cute

but I have no intention of ever owning any of these.

Oh, and I don't care how enthusiastic you are about them,

I will never, ever get these. Just NO.

Hope you all had a faboo 4th!

We had a lovely smallish picnic here.
Mr. Logo grilled chicken, flank steak, burgers, and brats.

It was lovely.
I am housesitting for a friend and her two dogs and two cats are keeping me busy.
Compared with them Ariella is low maintainence but we are getting along ok.
The ongoing fireworks are annoying, I get less patriotic with each explosion.