Sunday greetings on this first weekend of July! 4th of July is SO yesterday, and it looks like we survived. Private fireworks are illegal in our county, but like anyone cares...
For a few years, we had fun neighborhood block parties on the fourth, but they died out. Among other things, one of the main party planning couples got divorced. The mom and daughter are still here, but the parties that typically involved much illegal pyromania have gone. The fact that a cop moved to the street a few years ago might also have something to do with the tameness on the fourth.
In other exciting news, remember Chaco's dorm tribulations? His only-child roommates eating all his food so we got that mini fridge? Well, he didn't need the mini fridge anymore, so my minimalist self put it on craigslist and sold it within a few hours.
I know there are some horror stories involving craigslist, but we've always had good results from using it.
The guy who bought the fridge was huge, as in very muscly. He just paid me the cash, and hefted it away on his shoulder. Maybe he wants it for a lunch box?
Magnum and I watched Gone Girl this week. I read the book a while back and liked it in a this-is-SICK! kinda way.
And yesterday afternoon, the five of us went to see Jurassic World. It's pretty much another spin on the familiar Jurassic plots, but entertaining nonetheless and we liked it.
The HuHot Half was fun, I'm glad I decided to do it. I signed up on Thursday thinking I hadn't done a race in a while, so I was due. Most everyone was in a pretty festive and friendly mood with the holiday and all, and the race was well organized and staffed. I met some nice people as we sweated up the post-race food tables. Orange and watermelon slices - like manna from heaven.
And China is glad the the 4th of July is behind us. She's not a fan. Despite the mellowness of our block, there was plenty of popping and banging going on in the periphery. She doesn't bark, just paces like a mad woman and pants heavily. Right in the face. Lovely.
Speaking of banging, the menfolk are heading out to the shooting range in a bit. My sensible side says I should catch up on some housewenchery, but my other side says "HECK no!" or something like that.
And in other pet news, Reese the snake? He's STILL missing! However, I've sensed his presence on a few occassions. He has a distinctive odor. It's neither strong nor unpleasant, but noticeable when he's around. I would describe it as being like a combination of leather and fern, and I've noticed it a few times. Meego says he has noted it too. So while Reese remains unseen, we think he's at least still in the house!