Home, sweet home!

It feels great to be back at my apartment after "roughing it" in Vermont. I admit it. I'm a princess. I like a long soak in the tub, smelling sweet, clean clothes, my grand piano, canopy bed, all the creature comforts. I love the cabin in Vermont too, but it sure feels good to be in my own four walls after our adventures.

Here in Minnesota, like most everywhere, we're having a beastly, dangerous heat wave. It got to be 101 degrees yesterday. My little VW did a good job getting us where it had to get us, but primarily we're happy to be inside in the blissfully cool air conditioning. I wish I knew some people without A/C, so I could invite them over. I did see some elderly gentlemen lingering at their dinners yesterday when A.J., Andy, and I went to Perkins' restaurant. We were cute: A.J. and Andy dined in one room while I dined in another, working on my proofreading and thus giving the guys their privacy. It worked out well.