imaginarycircus

From the crazy things my husband says in his sleep files? Last night I got into bed to read with my trusty green mighty bright book light and David said, "Hello! I don't think we can fit another person in this bed."

I asked him who wanted to put in the bed and he said, "A grandmother." I laughed and laughed. I have no idea what he was talking about.

We had two partly sunny days in June. The temperature is hardly ever above 70. July 2 is rainy and 65. Everyday weather.com tells me the weather forecast for the next few days is rain and thunderstorms. This is very weird. Boston gets plenty of rain and snow and all sorts of inclement weather, but we normally have many sunny warm days this time of year and I'm wondering if someone forgot to do something. Is there a switch we can flip? Someone we can call? A fine we can pay? A sacrifice we need to make?

Boston Globe explains how to build an ark. Just in case.

I avoid The Globe most of the time, but thanks to mindyfromohio I saw this. It's almost as good as the time The Wall Street Journal printed a questionnaire asking how you buy your fighter jets and paying for them in kilos of uncut heroin was an option.