just soaking. It is dreamy and perfect for this cold summer. That is all I have to say about the state of summer - if I ignore it, it *will* go away.
I'm not sure why on weeks that work is Full. On' Fenner decides that she **needs** to sleep with me in order to stay alive. With all of the need of a someone who is being starved to death and barely holding on by a thread.
I have hope that at then end of this period of devolution she will have the major skillset to make Mommy a stiff drink.