So…I’m housesitting this week and it’s pretty fabulous. Really, I don’t think there’s a better gig out there. I like parking in the center of the garage and pretending it’s my garage. I like sitting in front of the massive flat screen tv and pretending it is my massive flat screen tv. And when I go to sleep at night and I’m creeped out to the max by how dark this house of windows can get, I let the big, scary dog cuddle with me up on the bed and pretend he is my big, scary dog. And when the sun finally shines here in Birmingham and I can find the time to lay out by the pretty, blue pool…well, that will be great, too. No complaints here. Even if I was reduced to hiding in the laundry room from the tornadoes yesterday.