Happy Monday! I hope everyone enjoyed their Fourth of July weekend! My family decided to keep it quiet this year: we didn’t light any firecrackers or even grill a steak – what?! Instead, we ate burgers to the sweet sound of our dogs barking and doing that high-pitch dog whine at all fire crackers going off outside. The “pleasantness” of that evening brings a tear to my eye.
Why does my husband keep talking to me about his new golf clubs? Does he really think I’m interested in the virtues of his new clubs versus the old ones? I told him that talking to me about this stuff is like me talking to him about fashion. He looked at me crazy, shook his head, and walked away.
Today’s To-Do List
• Attempt to pack up and stow away all of Monkey’s old baby clothes… without crying
Thought of the Morning
I saw that sometime in May, I was complaining about how hot it was here. That had to be a joke, because it’s REALLY hot now. Did I ever tell you guys that my first summer here in Vegas, it got up to one hundred and twenty degrees? Then had the nerve to stay there for almost ten days straight?
When Monkey’s hair is wet, I like to comb it this way in the back:
Don’t tell his dad. It looks too close to a girly ponytail.