Hot. Hot. with a side of Hot.

Sweet merciful sweaty monkeys.

It’s hot.

It’s really hot standing around blow dryers all day.

Our salon has West facing windows. It’s awesome.

The kids are here. Holden speaks in Meow these days. He meow’d today at lunch in such a way, with such perfect timing, that I almost did a spittake right into Bonusmom’s face.

love love love.

or as he would say…meow meow meow.

I’ve got nothing really to report. I feel like asshola. Coughing. Allergies. My fever blister on my lip is painful and I’ve got work solid all weekend long. That’s about it for me.

Peace and air conditioning.