Good Morning, peeps! Happy Sunday! Shavua Tov! Wishing everyone a fantastic week! The weather is in triple H once again - yeppee, it's summer!
Feline companions are also not thrilled about the weather and are conserving their movements - sleeping more than usual.
Commercials are annoying to begin with, but being constantly bombarded by either Chris Christie telling that they are "stronger than the storm" or "poor people" whose life was simply in shambles before getting "Obama phones" is more exhausting than the triple H weather.
I recently joked at my roommate telling him that he is leading a decadent lifestyle by listening to the music in the shower; he parried it by informing me that even despite his Caligula-style ablutions, I still spend more time in there than he does.
Speaking of our shower - 2 visiting Bostonians were singing it praises and claiming that it's fantastic and just like a spa! Here is to shower heads that are not new or environmentally efficient!
The crazy upstairs is moving furniture for a change.
There is a whole bunch of sports-related news which I don't understand, so will skip reporting on.
I was reminded that yesterday was the 10th anniversary of the release of The Order of the Phoenix - man, do I feel old! Also, there was a discussion if that book indeed was the worst in the series - hell, yes!
Also, Will, Harry, Beatrice, Eugenie, and Pippa attended some kind of society wedding in the Alnwick Castle (which, apparently, was featured in the HP movies); Kate stayed behind - interesting turn of events.
In honor of North West the public was treated to a whole list of wacky names that celebs gave to their offspring - proving once again that having rich and famous parents does not necessarily make you a lottery winner.
It also looks like Bieber got himself another monkey, because he was searching for it in Miami and making the private jet company fume with his usual extreme lateness.
Coffee this morning in my clear funky glass from Target.