Today I took an ill-advised afternoon nap on our new sheepskin rug, and had a terrible nightmare. When I awoke my head was in an awful state, and I decided that the only thing to do was to eat an enormous ice cream cone. Fortunately, I live next to an amusement park! In my groggy state, I put on my newest thrifted dress from Salvation Army, only to find that when I arrived at the soft-serve stand and received my cone of glory, we matched. A lot.
I didn't have too much time to ponder, however, since as soon as I devoured the cone, it was time to devour my book, Kon Tiki by Thor Heyerdahl. It's a damn fine read, and I recommend it to you all!
