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*sighs* I ordered a cute iPhone case from Redbubble with Dragon Age designs on it, and according to my email, it was delivered...48 hours ago. I have a sneaking suspicion that our careless mailperson threw it into the mailbox for # South Street That I Live On rather than my address at # North, and the folks at that address decided that an iPhone case in hand is worth two in the Apple Store, or however that aphorism might go. Yeats is yelling at the post office on my behalf, and I am about to politely email Redbubble and ask if I can either get a new case or my money back. It's just a thing, I know, but it was a little extra birthday present to myself, and I really liked it. The mailperson had better not misdeliver my two BPAL purchases, or they will be (fragrantly) murdered.

Well, tonight we are drinking gin fizzes and watching something silly, possibly "Aquaman". Tomorrow we are visiting Tall and the kids for a games day (Steff had a transplant and is recovering slowly, she may pop in via Skype but is not up for in-person crowds) and I am bringing pie. Sunday we are doing nothing except laundry, and maybe a trip to the fancy grocery store for fancy cheese. Oh, and Sugar had her baby, a sweet little boy who decided to arrive fashionably early, and the gin fizzes tonight are toasts in his and their honor.

It's 95 degrees outside, and I can sense the heat from in here. Hopefully the traffic en route to home won't be too bad. Nothing ruins initial weekend debauchery like a soaked-through shirt.

Reading Log: The Grand Dark by Richard Kadrey; Dawn's Awakening by Lora Leigh; Priestdaddy by Patricia Lockwood; Storm of Locusts by Rebecca Roanhorse; Anna of Kleve: The Princess in the Portrait by Alison Weir