Friday, March 11, 2011
Before He Melts Away
Even though he knew the sun was hot that day, he insisted on a little time by the pool. Don't believe just because he would melt away, that we are. No, if you've read about any of our trips to Florida or our summer trips to Maine, you will know that the dude and I manage to have the worst weather when we visit with my parents.
I'm continuing to work on Love, Me. I took the offending vine out and put the black boxes (for the letters L-O-V-E). I started the L but somehow managed to use two over two instead of one over two. It's two steps forward and one step back on this one. Sigh.
Gotta get up at the ass-crack of dawn to go deep sea fishing tomorrow. Better get to bed.