Hey, everyone — it’s Labor Day weekend here in the U.S., and I am devoting myself to the traditional festivities of drinking too much self reflection and eating food prepared by drunk people with outdoor grills catching up on my reading. I hope you are doing the same.
I’ll see you on Wednesday.
I want to be where you are! So far we’ve had two superb dinners at friends’ homes and a not too bad one right here, but not a one has been prepared by a drunk person with an outdoor grill
I want to be where you are, too! May your Holiday be a lovely one. And that goes for you too, Patty.
A happy holiday to all who are able to enjoy one! A toast to self reflection!!
Throw a rat on the barbie for me and here’s to ya, toots
I spent the holiday afternoon watching my 17 year old hockey player godson demolish shrimp at Red Lobster’s all you can eat shrimp-fest. At the 14th plate, his eyes glazed over and he was done.
A vaguely nauseated belated holiday greeting to all.