First, I took a catnap. Not just any old cat nap, but a 20-minute, unplanned catnap in the middle of day, while sitting in the La-Z-Grrl.

Second, it’s July and I just put on a sweatshirt because it was a little chilly in here, and not because I have the air conditioner set too low. I don’t even have it on. I haven’t had it on for more than three days this summer.

Also, my sciatica has been botheri. . . I don’t even know what sciatica is. I think I heard it on Golden Girls once. Or maybe it was Grumpy Old Men.