Okay, let’s hear it once again: Please vote today and everyday till August 11th for my “Grandmother Dearest” essay. You definitely know the drill by now: Just click HERE.
Now that you’ve done your duty as a law-abiding voter, let’s party!
Octo-woman would never let herself be caught dead in a swimming pool. There are obvious reasons for this — mainly on her thighs and hips.
Also, it’s not really warm enough to go swimming anyway. I’m still waiting for the-Seattle-summer-that-never-quite-comes.
On the other hand, though, if you’re living in one of the parts of the country whose heat we keep reading about, please turn on the ceiling fan, put your feet up, and enjoy a nice refreshing swim with Fred. It’s the least I can do.
Try not to drown.