And in spite of thinking that all of our outside beds are dressed...the mad mulcher that I live with ordered 3 more yards of mulch that is sitting wet and steamy in the driveway.
Still reading this...I am realizing that when Den is home...I read less! I don't like this. He is distracting. I can read through TV, movies, and sports...but Den with earbuds off laughing at YouTube videos drives me to distraction!
This book is so wrought with dysfunction...I love every word! Hmmm...perhaps I need to get off my dysfunction loving kick and read something wildly dystopian?
The rest of my day involves a trip to Whole Foods and lunch out. July 4th was always a holiday my dad loved...picnics, fireworks, family...all in my parents' back yard...even when we were grown and gone...we all came home for the 4th of July at my parents' house. Much to my mom's dismay...my dad had a garage refrigerator filled with fireworks...at night our back yard was so full of smoke we couldn't find each other. Someone...mostly my brothers...would get hurt. Only small towns in the Midwest get away with this stuff...