It's warm and humid right now, but tonight the temps will drop again. A/C on, heat on, A/C on...repeat.

Bonne Marie is my hero(ine) - she's redesigned the Bucket o' Chic to make it from the bottom up! I bought it. I started the original BoC, but damn, that brim was a long way around and then there's picking up all those stitches. . . it was one of those things I REALLY wanted to make but didn't quite have the stamina for it. I can't wait to do this version. When I was sweating and slaving in the yard yesterday I started thinking how a machine wash BoC in cotton would be just the thing for shielding my eyes and soaking up the sweat. Plus I still think a felted BoC is just the thing for dawn dogwalks in the regular Florida winter mood swings. I go to bed and it's 74 out there, wake up and it's 37. It's very hard to face that at 5:30 a.m.

Today was Monday - enough said. The work is piling high, the brain is already deep-fried, I've bagged Miami on Friday because there's too much to do here, I'm already double-booked for two days next month and have to work out the logistics, but it could be worse, I could be at the old job, sitting on my ass flyspecking contracts, so I'm NOT actually bitching. Well, yes, I am. But in a good way.