Bummer.

"Bummer" is what my boss says whenever I come to him with a problem that cannot be remedied. So approximately once per week for the past 3 years he has shrugged his shoulders and pronounced, "Bummer." It used to really piss me off because I'd be really worked up about whatever the issue was and his Bummering felt like a brush off. But now with so many Bummers piled on Bummers, I think I get it: there's nothing to be done, so shrug it off and move on.

All a rather long way of saying we didn't really get a lot done this past weekend, even though we had the very best of intentions. Bummer. Dude, it was HOT. Too hot to write a full post... so here's a list.

Four things that suck:
1. Ikea didn't have the slipcover we wanted.
2. LL Bean didn't have the green corner unit we wanted. (*I should add: the green paint had "quality issues" so they pulled all the green stuff. We ordered it in Tan.*)
3. Mouse poop in the kitchen (cha-cha-cha).
4. Our house is a magnet for flies.

Four things that rule:
1. Our new reciprocating saw.
2. Our naked Ikea loveseat is being delivered today.
2a. The slipcover is coming by mailorder.
3. Mouse traps are cheap.
4. Homemade vanilla ice cream.


I guess we'll have to suck it up and work despite the heat at some point. But for now, I'm happy sitting in front of the fan and eating ice cream...

And here's Nugget's cute baby picture to distract you from how lazy we are: