It’s the first week of August and I’m CREAKY and toxic. I feel like a run and a sauna and a gallon of water would not be remiss. And though those featured above are beautiful and evocative of such things as vacation, naps and not having to perpetually make small talk while carrying hot plates of food, they are also not an option currently. So I’m going to go to the gym to do some inventive day dreaming. Maybe I’ll download some relaxing lake cabin noises for my iPod.
(Does any one feel sorry for me yet? Does it make you want to buy me one of these? Because I think this would be useful/terrifying to keep in our basement. And useful/terrifying is the most fun combo category of household goods!) C