I kick my own butt in this post.

Hola pals! Hi Gramma. Hi mom. Hi Sylvie. Hi to you all!

The royal baby was born. The media has covered this birth like this was the last baby that was ever going to be born. Crazy. Greg and I made a bet that if the baby was a girl, he would have to change the cat box. If the baby was a boy, I would have to change the cat box... crap! (Literally)

Last week we went through a heat wave. It was over 100 all week. I got in my car last Thursday afternoon and my thermometer said 111 degrees. I absolutely hate being hot. I turn into a whiny baby. I'm thinking of starting a countdown for fall (the BEST TIME OF THE YEAR!)

Someone should just kick me. I'm whiny about being hot and yet I have AC in my house and my car. Remember when I went four years without AC in my car? How quickly I forget what it could be like. Or what about the solders overseas in temperatures hotter than Haiti's? Shut up Meg.

I just successfully kicked my own butt.

 

This picture has nothing to do with anything other than I think it's freaking hilarious. If you can't read the tiny print it says, "No matter how cool you think you are, using that thing brands you an assclown." HAhahahha!

Than I found these too. Happy Tuesday! Float on...