The Holiday Weekend In Progress

Riley knows how to cool off on hot summer afternoons. Flop on the tile floor on the north side of the house and take a nap. I have been watching World Cup soccer in French (the Canadian station figured out how to mute the sound of those annoying horns but the Americans didn't) while watering the garden. I finally found the rotating sprinkler I purchased last year. And set it up and now I can water anytime. Just turn on the water and go about my business. No bug bites. I have a hot bite on my wrist that is now two days old and a new deer or black fly bite behind my knee.

Work today was horrible. So hot. Like watering plants in a 325 degree oven. By the second hour I had lost the will to continue. I was SO looking forward to my lunch. At home. Because I only had to work a half day. Happy Holidays To Me.

I ate so much lunch that I don't think I should even consider eating anything more today. G just got home. He and Riley are going outside to run around in the shady back yard. Riley will chew his stick. G will look at the garden and pull a few weeds. So many weeds. Ugh.

I now have 6 zucchini out of the garden and I think it's time to refrigerate them. Not enough for pickles and I never make zucchini bread. I could make fritters. Nothing says summer like greasy fried food. The native strawberries lasted 8 days. Maybe 9. And now it's finished. What a bummer. I purchased and ate ONE QUART. The roadside stand wasn't open when I left for work and was closed when I drove past on the way home. Never had a strawberry shortcake.

The boys are back in the house. Got to go.