It's supposed to be in the triple digits this weekend in the City of Angels. I don't like extreme weather conditions, but I am hoping that my garden is happy with all the sunshine and that my plants don't spontaneous combust (or myself for that matter). I was hoping to take my new (to me) film camera out for a spin, but I found out last night it doesn't work, even after the lady at the garage sale assured me it did, grrrrr. I know where you live lady and don't think I am above complaining. Seriously, if she said she didn't know if it worked I would have accepted that, but to tell me emphatically that it did, well, hmmph! She's lucky I am too lazy to make my way over there.
Saturday I am going to try to get to the beach and visit mi madre, it's always about 20 degree's cooler where she lives. It will be fun to leave my zip code for a day and she walks so slow that she never complains when I stop and take a snapshot because she is about 80 paces behind me. The relationship works, what can I say? G.G. my 3lb bunny dog and I will probably head to the flea market again on Sunday, but this time we will go earlier so I won't melt like I did last weekend. G.G. didn't mind the heat last week because she was being toted in my bag, my arms hovering over her head as a human shade shielding her from the relentless sun, fanning her face whilst I got another bout of heat stroke and sunburn. Oh, I hope to come back in another lifetime as my dog...
Wishing you all the happiest of weekends!
