Pollyanna Rainbow Sunshine and the Needles of Doom

We’re havin’ a heat wave…

Lyda here.

Did you see that? Two, count ‘em, two musical theater references. Once a theater geek, always a theater geek.

I did work on the quilt some more Sunday. I sewed about 50 more two-inch seams. Less than a third of the way through the second set of ten rows. Sigh.  But it was just too hot to do anything much.

Really. It was over 80 degrees both Saturday and Sunday, all day and all night, with highs up to 90. The pollen count is really high, too. My breathing was not comfortable even with the medication. I’m afraid I was pretty whiny all weekend, as the fibromylgia kicked into high gear as well - to keep the asthma company, I guess.

Yes, thank you, I would like some cheese to go with my whine. Yes, I know, some of ya’ll still have white stuff on the ground. And all I can say to that is: Nanee Nanee Boo Boo. But this heat is NOT normal for this time of year here.

And there wasn’t much worth watching on TV. We really need to get a converter box to get the rest of the digital channels, so at least the junk will be picture-perfect. Why does all the stuff I want to watch come on at midnight?

Summary: Bitch bitch bitch.

Ain’t I a treasure? How can I not be dating??

It’s supposed to cool off today, and be cooler tomorrow. The Resident Sith Master didn’t complain once this weekend about the heat, or my whining, proving once again that he is deserves a medal. Or twelve.

Meanwhile, we both spent some time laughing like crazy at the comics here. Warning: Not all of them are work-appropriate. Once again, Marin aids and abets my twelvehood. Guess which one she sent me? Heh heh.

And I know ya’ll are asking, what’s with all the Marin references? Is Pollyanna going for the World’s Record in “Number of Marin Mentions” or something?

Yes. Yes I am.

Just so ya’ll know.

But I digress…

To make up for all my whining, here is a pig video with some very lickable piglets for ya’ll.

Who oinks ya, baby?

Twelve.

It’s the new forty-something!