Speaking of bugs, I'm fairly certain the man across the street is screening in his front porch, and it's enough to make me want to grab some rebar and a staple gun and go to town on our back deck with some big sheets of screen.
Is that even how it's sold? In big sheets? I know nothing, but I can dream of the day when I'm able to sit outside for more than four minutes without first taking a bath in Deet.
Californians, never take for granted your ability to spend countless hours outdoors without the worry of contracting West Nile Virus.
More to come on our adventures, but for now, this Cinderella must attend to the laundry pile threatening to take over our bathroom floor.