Did you know that there really is a website called Frappe Nation? And isn't that a pretty glass? It was my grandmother's, and I just love, love it. I have no idea what the pattern is or where she got them, but every time I visited her, I wanted to drink out of them, and I still do. I'm meant to be cleaning the house today, and I really did make a stab at it, but after lunch Callum plunked down to read a couple of chapters of The Black Stallion Returns and I promptly fell asleep! I am not by nature a napper, daytime sleep generally eludes me, but I haven't been sleeping well at night, and I guess I'm feeling generally run down.

Callum was so funny. He must have thought I was sick or something (asking him to cover me with the blanket may have had something to do with it) because he brought me some ice water ("I would have brought you iced tea, but you just had that at lunch, so...(shrugs shoulders.)", and a cool compress for my head. I slept under that blanket, two dogs and the cool compress for almost an hour.

I woke up feeling a bit more the thing, but still in need of a pick me up. What better than a frappe'? I wrote about these last summer, and it sounded again like the most refreshing, awakening thing I could possibly have right this instant.

Oh, over too soon. Gone too fast. Might need another.