Yesterday, July 4th was the anniversary of the day
radiantfloors and I met, 18 years ago. We spent a quiet day together and ate dinner at a local italian restaurant. The night was spent alone watching TV and listening to my nutty neighbor set off his own fireworks. Luckily the trees and brush between our places were still wet from the rains. (Most were boomers, not visuals)
Today is a beautiful day and my friend from Maine is about to visit. Not a bad, although quiet weekend.
Happy Anniversary G, I love you!