A few days ago Clint went to Flagstaff for work, and I decided to tag along. I pretty much spent the whole time wandering around in pouring rain and loving every minute. That's when I realized how much I've missed being outside lately. So yesterday I took a blanket and a bowl of ice cream out to our yard, laid down underneath a tree, and watched a few clouds roll in. I've been feeling better ever since. (Nevermind that it only lasted as long as the ice cream was there to keep me cool.)
This is going to be a good week, including a dream show on Thursday (Fleet Foxes, Bon Iver, The Walkmen) and some laughs with Demetri Martin on Friday.