.::still blinking::.

Broken arm. Going to Logan so someone can wipe the boys bum, maybe mine too if needed. Hopefully that wont be a problem.

Don’t afternoon thunderstorms make you giddy? I love the rumble all around me. The moisture in the air. The warmth but not sweltering heat. jj says it is the monsoon. I say it is foreshadowing of things to come.

jj went to the library a couple weeks ago and got this for me. It must be wishful thinking.

There is a new post over at the bookclub, by me. All McManama’s will like this one.