Ahh. It’s good to be back in the Burgh. No sand. No sand fleas. No sand. No sand crabs. No sand sharks. No sand. I’ll say it again . . . AHHHHHHHH. And this coming from a girl that lived on the beach in a condo in Mexico for three months.
While I’m catching up on all the happenings from the past week in preparation for a flurry of posts this evening, why don’t you sit tight and enjoy the fact that it isn’t eleventy bajillion degrees outside at this particular moment.
Rain? It’s good.