Moody Meow

Were you around for the deluge on Friday afternoon? I was. So was my poor car.

Cruising home on I4 - I thought it would be a good idea to chill with the windows down, singing at the top of my lungs. What I didn’t do was roll up my passenger side window after I got home. I played outside with the beagles, trying to get the bastards to use the grass instead of my wood floors (we are having potty-training regresssion problems with Pip). I marveled at the throaty rumble of the thunder and smiled at the thought of rain. My yard needed a drink.

So the kids and I sat on the couch, watching the rain. I didn’t think to look outside to check my windows - I always roll them up. Not this time. There was a good inch and a half of rainwater sitting in the bottom of the passenger side. I am offically an airhead. Used all my towels, and I mean every single one of them, to clean up the water. And now she sits there, windows open with a can of DampRid in her in the hopes that she doesn’t stink. I hate the smell of rancid water.

Go to The Red Square Lounge - little place on Orange (between Pine and Church) and ask for Sarah. She’s a great bartended - makes the best cosmo’s and she’s damn cute too. It’s a tiny place, bathed in red (of course) and it’s got a nice atmosphere. As usual, the music is a little too loud, but I didn’t care. I had a great time none the less. Also, they have Guiness on Tap so my goober-honey was happy. Yummy.

Doing nothing for the holiday. Enjoying time with the family. I didn’t even buy sparklers this year. I think we are going to just chill out and watch movies, now that we have Netflix again.