It’s July 4th here in the good old U.S.A., and we celebrate our nations birth by watching fireworks, gorging ourselves on hot dogs, drinking prodigious amounts of beer (Or in my case, Diet Coke) and in some cases taking long, arduous drives to very crowded beaches. Personally I’m going to sit by the pool and read my Lucia books (2 new ones written long after Benson’s death) on my Kindle for iPad. Or sit on the sofa and read in the AC. Maybe have a glass of Two Buck Chuck, sniff around the perfume stash and generally hope that nobody asks me to do anything.
If you’re in the States, I hope you have a lovely day off. If you’re not, I hope you have a lovely Friday. Grab a brewski and a corn dog and your favorite scent and listen to “Born in the U.S.A..”
Also, I want to write how much I appreciate you all reading and commenting. Honestly, I think I’d go stark-staring bonkers if I wasn’t able to do this. Sometimes workload makes it impossible to respond to your comments but I read them and appreciate them.
Image: Me at my birthday party with the biggest cake ever. I call it “frostingpalooza 2014”