Anne revamps the Declaration of Independence 1776 for 2005.
Rana does a similar exercise.
Despite my original plan to walk to campus and picnic with friends (sneaking a bottle of good red wine along) the sky has opened into a torrential downpour. Good for the garden, not for the fireworks.
My ass hurts from all of the sitting in the car and driving and a walk would have done me well. Luckily the first thing I did when I got home was make a massive casserole with all of the squash and broccoli from the garden and some tomato-basil artisan bread. The pseudo-roommate pitched in with a peach and blueberry tart using peaches I bought from a roadside stand in Tennessee. This activity worked out some of the atrophied butt muscles and may have put a dent in the egregious amount of Cheetos eaten in the car.
It still doesn’t look like we’ll be seeing fireworks.