Hot enough for ya? My sincere sympathies to all of you Mid-Atlantic folk. I keep hearing about extreme temperatures and power outages - yikes. I'm afraid I've been complaining out here, and we've had highs in the upper 70's/low 80's. I know you hate me. But you must remember that we don't have an air conditioner in our house. And dang it, we're used to weather perfection, so we're spoiled rotten and have become wimps. But anyway, I'll try to keep things nice and cool around here for everybody.
This is my new summer beverage! It is OUTRAGEOUSLY GOOD!
...and lemonade. SO good it's crazy. It's like...an Arnold Palmer with vodka. Incredibly refreshing.
Jimmy has, at long last, joined the 21st Century. I have purchased him...an iPhone. His old phone was so archaic, that AT&T upgraded him to an iPhone 3GS for only $1! Now I'm trying to teach him how to text. The following was our first text exchange. I think it neatly defines our marriage...
And while I'm talking iPhone...
I have a new game obsession. Drop 7.
Have y'all seen Brave yet? Jude and I went on Sunday, and we both really enjoyed it. In truth, it's not the best of the Pixar films. It doesn't have any truly memorable characters, or songs that you leave the theater humming, but it was really sweet and it's nice to see a mother/daughter storyline. You never see that, do you? And I appreciated that Disney finally has a princess who has no prince!
Okay, this is all pretty lame stuff. I guess I'm not really in a good writing-funny-stuff mood. Today we had the memorial for Jude's little friend Gus, who died last week from cancer. It was a beautiful, heartbreaking, joyous service - really a celebration of Gus's life. Jude participated with the Cub Scouts. They all marched in in their uniforms and lined the aisle, then the Boy Scout color guard came in with the flags. It was amazingly powerful, seeing all these little guys, so serious in their uniforms. It was sort of the Cub Scout version of a military funeral, seeing off their fallen comrade. So sweet. But there was one thing that I kept staring at through the entire service. After the Boy/Cub Scouts presented the flags, the flag from the Los Angeles Boy Scouts, which was placed right behind Gus's picture, fell in such a way that this is all we could read...
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