Holy COW am I sleepy.
Two things this early morning: One, if you're in the area of Tahoe this weekend, come see The Whoreshoes play the Sugarbowl Festival. Dude, they're playing with the likes of Ozomatli, and The Old Crow Medicine Show. Oh, yeah.
And two, yesterday I was at the dog park, right? Sitting on a chair, knitting, watching the dogs gambol. Something bit my neck, hard. I thought at first it was a wasp, but when I hit it away, it was a ladybug! Ladybugs bite? Quel horror!
I was offended that the old girl didn't remember how many times I'd talked her into going home and rescuing the kids.