Leaving work just a little early, I raced to Flyinge to pick up the kids and deliver them to swimming lessons. There is no shade whatsoever at the public pool in Södra Sandby, and despite my sleeveless shirt, by the time the kids were changed, showered, and in to meet up with their group, approximately 20 minutes later, I was realizing it was HOT. Mercilessly glaring off the pool, the sun baked down on that wide, white expanse of concrete. So I went to the aquarium to purchase vacation fish food and then I sat in the car under the cool shade of a sycamore tree and read until it was time to go back in and fish the kids out of the water.
After dinner, I sat in the living room to read on the sun-warmed sofa, as the rays of sunshine slid to the side, and every few minutes I swatted another fly. Over 20 of the little buzzing bastards. How do they keep getting in?? There are screens on all the open windows, and there's no way that many can get in that fast when the door opens. They were drawn to the sound of the pages turning and the THWACK of the swatter as it smacked each fly against the cushions, raising a cloud of funerary dust. Drawn to the sound of death. Stupid flies. Just like brainless horny teenagers in a slasher flick!
However, I have them to thank as the inspiration for my new banner. Hee!
Hippity Hoppity Yippity Skippity Birthday Wishes to jax_in_sweden!