Spur of the moment, without any warning as we're hanging out with the kids today, a friend says, "We should go use Buster's pool." I didn't know that she had friends that had a pool that she could use whenever she wanted. Turns out Buster is the dog of a coworker. But he has a pool! Um, let me clarify: he has a gorgeous pool. We just drove over, let ourselves in the side gate, had fun, fun, fun for an hour, and left as if we were never there. And no one called the police.
I need friends like this.
I also need an iPhone. My phone's memory card is wonky and I can't store pictures at all. Thanks for this one, Jocelyn!