Ten Bullet Points

...to keep the blog alive for at least one more night.

• It's frickin' hot (at 5:30 it was 95, feels like 100, according to Boston.com)
• My swimming pool makes all the difference in the world. I'm sweating like a pig as I write this, but just knowing it's out there, waiting for me.....
• Just when I thought I lost my iPod, there it was, on DH's desk, under some useless paper. Last night I uploaded product and listened to every Steely Dan song, twice. It was delightful but I had a hard time going to sleep. Coincidence?
  
• Design Star is a crappy realitainment, but Project Runway rawks.
• I'm in food jail. Again.
• I really had to work at those first 5 bullet points. (Why do I always think of the cute/funny/insightful things when I'm at the gym or sleeping?)
• My daughter? Has this new habit? Of inserting question marks? In all her sentences? Even though she's not asking any questions? (I'm sure this will stop being cute real soon.)
• Today was a shitty day, work-at-home-mothering-wise. And I'm still glad that I'm home.
  
• I'm secretly pleased that my other blog got on the blogroll of someone I consider way cool.
• I really don't know if I'll keep posting to this blog.