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It's too damned hot outside, and our AC is apparently broken. Alas.
I should buy shorts.
Work is fine, life is fine, money is fine, Richard and I are fine. Everything is actually hunky-dory-- and thus I have nothing exciting to say. Being happy has made me boring.
Wednesday was my father's birthday. Ben, Richard, Mary and I went to meet them at Miyako's for a birthday dinner. Ben and I got him gift certificates to Lowe's, Richard got him a gift card to Borders, and Ben and Mary made him a mix CD-- "Old People Music." It got a laugh.
This Saturday, I'm going out to Palazzo di Bocce again with the Hulmes for an early father's day food/bocce fest, and Sunday midafternoon I'm heading home to do the same thing with my own parents.
As a sign off, I am going to recomment the book "Feast of Love" by Charles Baxter. It'll teach you a thing or two, or if it can't, it will at least remind you of a few bits of wisdom you happen to have picked up on already.
I should buy shorts.
Work is fine, life is fine, money is fine, Richard and I are fine. Everything is actually hunky-dory-- and thus I have nothing exciting to say. Being happy has made me boring.
Wednesday was my father's birthday. Ben, Richard, Mary and I went to meet them at Miyako's for a birthday dinner. Ben and I got him gift certificates to Lowe's, Richard got him a gift card to Borders, and Ben and Mary made him a mix CD-- "Old People Music." It got a laugh.
This Saturday, I'm going out to Palazzo di Bocce again with the Hulmes for an early father's day food/bocce fest, and Sunday midafternoon I'm heading home to do the same thing with my own parents.
As a sign off, I am going to recomment the book "Feast of Love" by Charles Baxter. It'll teach you a thing or two, or if it can't, it will at least remind you of a few bits of wisdom you happen to have picked up on already.