A Joy To All
|Gifford's ice cream in the evenings, too...|
Of course, I have no idea how we will manage to pack up the car and load the bicycles and all that, as the heat wave here shows no sign of letting up before we leave. I'm thinking it will be somewhat akin to a space walk, where Larry goes out there in a climate-controlled suit and tied to a rope, so we can pull him in should the 100-degree temperatures and overwhelming humidity render him disoriented and unable to function.
I went to Panda Express with Susie today (because she thinks it is the BEST PLACE EVER, and haven't I raised kids with refined tastes?) and my fortune cookie said Your sense of humor is a joy to all. I made sure to show that to Larry, because he doesn't appreciate me enough.
|Apple cider vinegar and rotting grapes - yum!|
And that's all, folks! Larry and I need to start arguing over what has to go in the camper this year. I'm thinking rain ponchos might be a good idea, for starters...