Summer vacation

Dh was notified yesterday that he is on a three-week layoff. Work is really slow, and it was a choce between DH, or a 23 year-old fellow who is supporting his mother and sister. Dh told the boss that the young fellow needed the work more, and volunteered to take the time off. Is my husband a prince, or what? His goal for the layoff? To loose 10 pounds. He's at the gym already. Oh, gronch! Looks like I'm gonna start hitting the gym as well. I Hate to sweat! (Think happy endorphins, Roxie. Think happy, happy endorphins!)

Remember this lovely black and white tablecloth? It got washed with DH's burgundy bathrobe. Black and pink is cool, right? It's been through with bleach and it's still black and pink. Very. Sigh. I can't bear to photograph it yet. whimper.

Off to work. I'm parking at the far end of the far lot so I get about a ten-minute walk in to work. Untill it starts getting dark at 5, this will be one way to get a little more exercise. And during the summer, it is pure pleasure! May your day be pure pleasure as well!