The bathroom is my safe place in the event of a tornado.

Greetings and salutations, my friend(s). It’s Thursday, and sunny, and I survived my first tornado warning. ⚠️ Yay.

If we had any thunderstorms, I slept through them.

Chaucer is harassing Knickknack this morning. She’s an ancient bitch demon of a cat. She wants nothing to do with him.

Mal is still hiding in my room. Brian said he came out yesterday morning. Chaucer and Knickknack were having a spat and Mal’s curiosity got the better of him.

We didn’t have the corned beef last night. The weather was muggy as all hell, and Mom didn’t want to add to the humidity by boiling meat.

Speaking of weather, yesterday was the first day it got to me. I received a shiny new toy yesterday afternoon, and immediately took it outside to play with. I didn’t consider the fact that it was a about 80°🦅 with high humidity when I went outside to play in the backyard. Nor did I think about the fact I hadn’t eaten anything, and was probably at my typical level of dehydration. I underestimated how physical a 55″ staff is – even just with basic spin – and it kicked my ass hard.

I also spent some time in the yard with the poi last night. The humidity was still a little high and I was sweaty as hell when I went back inside. Mom’s backyard is a mine field of ant nests, and I had to dodge them.

Spoiler alert: I was unsuccessful.

I’ve got a few bites on each ankle. The ants may have won that battle, but the war continues.

Today’s plans involve a trip to the post office. Mom has to mail out a package for my nephews. I might see what boxes I have that I can mail off to Shawshank. I’m not too worried about them, I’m not going anywhere this week. I’m hoping there’s a sweet spot sometime this morning where the sun burns off the dew on the grass but the humidity won’t smother me, and maybe I can get in a workout in the backyard. A landscaping crew just showed up nextdoor, and I’m sure they’ll enjoy the show.