
So, we're thinking of turning on the heat.
We're here at Casa de Tikistitch, waiting for the call from work that our server has been successfully migrated (basically, moved from up on the shelf to down on the table, but these things take time, and we can't spend so many hours away from our beloved Intarnets).
Last week, as we were driving through California, it was too hot to keep the top down. That's right, it was over 90 degrees, and in order to keep our tiki selves hydrated and not suffering from heat exhaustion, we had to put the top up and blast the air conditioning.
But today, our hair's still not dry, our feet are cold, and we're thinking of turning on the heat. And got to thinking about how life which is not lived while on vacation in some place sunny and warm, can be teh suck.
And then we remembered, there is another! Another box. From Japan. Which we hadn't had time to pay attention to before we jumped in the car to hurdle down to Celebration and give medallions to the teeming masses. There is, in our hallway, an unopened, virgin box.
A box full of awesome.