Last night I had the strangest dreams. Really weird. In one of them, I was taking a bath in a cardboard box. A bubble bath.
In a cardboard box.
It retained water just fine. But it didn't seem to be adhered to the floor in any manner. And I can't say for sure where this cardboard bathtub was but, apparently, not in an enclosed bathroom. Because, after I tried to keep it from sliding forward, it went backward, down the driveway, and into the field across the street.
While I was in it.
Taking a bubble bath.
In my cardboard box.
So, this afternoon, I am doing my usual post-lunch surf, and I click my way over to Dooce, which I had read yesterday, but thought maybe there might be a new post. Sure enough. A couple of new photos. (BTW, Marlo = adorable.) And underneath those photos, yesterday's post: