Or mine. As if it being 95 degrees isn’t enough, it’s oppressively humid outside. It’s so humid, in fact, that it’s hard for me to step outside without my lungs feeling like they’re about to burst (”America or burst!” Five points to anyone who gets that reference…except for Miriam, who knows why I always say that and laugh when someone says the word “burst”). So much for exercising out there after work. However, today, I went for a run BEFORE work! That’s right. I was out there at 6:40 this morning, running and sweating. Because then it was only 72 degrees and oppressively humid. Suck on that, ass-mar!

In other (much more exciting) news, Miriam and I traveled to Toronto last weekend to meet The Duck. She’s a beautiful little duckling, who enjoys being held. And enjoys eating. And pooping. A good little Duck. The Pie took to her immediately, hugging and kissing her. The Crazy Guy ignored her for a few days, but I guess he now realizes she’s not going back where she came from and is showing some interest. What a happy family! I can’t wait to see them again when they come to visit in a few weeks. Until then, I only have pictures*:

duckling

She’s just a tiny duckling.

chocolate cream pie

I always call her my chocolate cream pie!

Sideshow Bob

The Crazy Guy, post-haircut.

*I promised my sister a long time ago that I wouldn’t post the kids’ photos on my blog. These will have to do.