It's 7:00 PM and 102 Degrees...
...which is why there are no pictures involving anything remotely resembling wool. Bleah......... This weekend we went to a family event in Colorado, so we missed the 105-degree blast on Saturday. It was fun--and much cooler there--though my brilliant idea to have physical therapy on Thursday and fly out on Friday was a spectacular flop. I hurt so much while flying that I actually resorted to mixing 1/4 of a valium with a glass of wine. The prescription actually said 1-2 pills were okay, but I can't handle that. 1/2 a tablet usually knocks me out, so while I would never, ever, EVER combine them normally, it was basically like getting a bit drunk--just in a rather relaxed way. And it worked, though I didn't even TRY to knit on the plane. I can't even imagine how THAT would have gone. Saturday we all went to the Colorado Renaissance Festival, which was a hoot. Almost half the attendees were in costume, and some were simply astounding. I...