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Jul. 5th, 2018 09:31 amMy inner four-year-old had a fit this morning about having to put on socks. It's too humid for socks, but I sanded the side off my toe in sandals yesterday, so today I have to wear sneakers. Which means I have to wear socks. But it's shoot-me-now humid and 80 already at 9:35 in the morning, which is barefoot weather. Or Cape weather, but I can't be at the Cape yet. I hope we get the mother of all thunderstorms tomorrow, preferably after I get home so Snip can hide under my knees or in my elbow. I've finally persuaded her to do that instead of hiding behind the toilet or in the back of the spelunking closet.
Luddite that I am, I'm trying to decide whether subscribing to YouTube channels is a good idea. I object to being tracked in order to be advertised at. But I'm moderately obsessed with one channel that doesn't show the newest stuff first if you search for it and aren't subscribed to it.
I guess I'll have to go swan boating this weekend if I want to do it (a) before my birthday and (b) when it's not shoot-me-now weather. Doing it on a weekend means I do it with every tourist in Boston, but oh well. It's not like they'll put every tourist in Boston on one boat at the same time. (Speaking of which, I should think about when in August to go whale watching.)
The cooling beds I ordered for the Hairy Beasts are supposed to arrive next Wednesday. Sigh. I tried. I hope they help when they do get here. Lily will probably figure it out if I put catnip on one of them; she'll get up on it, get stoned and fall asleep.
Luddite that I am, I'm trying to decide whether subscribing to YouTube channels is a good idea. I object to being tracked in order to be advertised at. But I'm moderately obsessed with one channel that doesn't show the newest stuff first if you search for it and aren't subscribed to it.
I guess I'll have to go swan boating this weekend if I want to do it (a) before my birthday and (b) when it's not shoot-me-now weather. Doing it on a weekend means I do it with every tourist in Boston, but oh well. It's not like they'll put every tourist in Boston on one boat at the same time. (Speaking of which, I should think about when in August to go whale watching.)
The cooling beds I ordered for the Hairy Beasts are supposed to arrive next Wednesday. Sigh. I tried. I hope they help when they do get here. Lily will probably figure it out if I put catnip on one of them; she'll get up on it, get stoned and fall asleep.
