Don't Try To Stare Her Down

If we didn't have a cat, I'm not sure what I would do for an Emergency Blip. We had another lovely tropical day here in February, high of 75 degrees, which is T-shirt weather at the picnic table in the backyard. This is the second weekend we've been able to have lunch outside for our Sunday family meal. Mr S barbecued some chicken. It was wonderfully delicious and at the same time feels completely wrong. We should be hovering under umbrellas and running in from storms that will insure a water supply for the summer, not lolling around in the sun.