These are not our feet or our dog. This is Chad’s feet, the dog Sasha, and Amanda’s tootsies in the background. This is there back yard at their house in Sacramento, where Kamel and I were for the the 4th. There were patio chairs with cupholders, homemade guac, amazing gooey monkey bread, tunes, stories, puppies, and grilling. It was 95 degrees and I ate Fun Dip like I did when I was 10. Kamel had pop rocks. And we had excellent lazy company to waste the day with. Excellent.
This has been a sleepy internet week. The US went all topsy turvey because of a mid-week holiday, and we have not entirely recovered. People at work yesterday were bleary-eyed, asking about weekends that hadn’t happened yet, regretting staying up late to watch the fireworks when they still had to get up at the usual time to make the long slog to work in the AM. We waddled to our offices with food hangovers.
How is your summer going? Are you crossing thins off the “To do before it rains, gets cold and miserable, snows, and we all freeze to death” list? Ours is going pret-ty well. More on that next week.