It is quite warm out but there is a breeze. I am sitting out on the deck in a corner on an Adirondack chair. When I tip my head back to look up at the sky I can see a nail sticking out of the trim on the house. Last summer or so I pounded it in up there to hang wind chimes on. I remember being precariously perched up there hoping I wouldn't fall over the side and into the gravel behind the shed. The wind chimes looked nice but they fell down the first time it was windy and I never got around to putting them back up. I don't even know where they are now.
Kelly has been talking about the movie, "Open Water" for years now. She has some sort of fascination with sharks. Anyway, it was on TV this afternoon. Samantha and I watched it. It was awful. I can't believe I watched the whole thing! When I call a movie awful or stupid it doesn't necessarily mean it is bad. For example, in this case it means I cried a lot and will be thinking about the whole stupid thing all night. I can't imagine being out in the ocean like that where which ever direction you looked you saw nothing but water and sky. Samantha cried too but she won't admit it. She asked for a Kleenex but made it perfectly clear it was only because her nose was running... yeah, that happens when you cry... Ugh! Stupid movie, I can't stop thinking about it!