Puddle Jumping.

This was pretty much my day: I wasn't feeling great, coupled with my lack of motivation led to a nice day in bed reading The Memory Keeper's Daughter with my dogs. Around seven it became too much and I went outside and walked around. It's that perfect time of year because it's not too hot and it's not too cold. Also, you can wear rubber boots and walk through (read: jump in) puddles. I don't care that I'm twenty, you're never too old to do this.

This is a squirrel I saw when I was stumbling back to work after lunch beers the other day. I must have thought he was the coolest thing ever because I have about nine pictures of him on my phone. I wish I was kidding.