Dozy

 I do love lilies.  Here's pictures of a couple that we passed on our walk on Sunday.  Maybe I should seek out a lily farm for some sniffing and photography.

I don't know for sure what I did yesterday, but by bedtime I had a muscle spasm in my shoulder that was giving me an icepick headache.  So I took Tylenol PM, soaked my shoulders in a hot bath, rubbed in some BenGay, and slept like I had been shot and stuffed. Don't think I even turned over.  Today, I am pain-free, but so dopey.  I nearly nodded off into my breakfast.  I did put my feet up in the recliner and gave in to the need to nap for half an hour, but the cats wouldn't let me be.  so i will be stumbling around with my body telling me to get horizontal, and my head prompting me to get something done.  At least get dressed.  It's 8 AM fercrysakes.  It's immoral to still be in bathrobe and slippers.  What will those nice young men who are coming to pour a pad in the back yard think of you?

We so enjoyed our pavilion last year that DH took one of his quarterly bonuses and bought another.  a second pad leaves less lawn to mow and more space to sprawl.  We are not outdoorsy, gardening sort of folks.  Bug screens and comfy furniture all the way for us.  Roughing it means drinking the champers out of plastic stemware.