This about sums up our Saturday:

 Steamy, stormy, slothful. 

It is not an exaggeration to say that we did nothing today but eat, couch, and watch the US Open. 

Drew at least had the decency to shower/change his clothes, but I didn’t bother to change out of my pjs.

And it was the best day I’ve had in ages. 

Every now and then, I think we need to allow ourselves to just do nothing.  

True to form, Murphy got in on the action.

This is how we watch every Slam on television — around the cat.

Tomorrow is going to be in the 70s, so I’ll be more productive then. But for the rest of tonight, I’m perfectly happy being lazy in my pjs and crawling back into my unmade bed.