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59 is what the temperature was today. That combined with the purchase of three very important female undergarments (we'll call them bras) has vastly improved my outlook on life. Right after I picked Henry up from pre-school we headed to the park "with the drums". It was a mob scene. We were there for 30 minutes before I was ready to go home, and as we were walking back to the car I overheard a woman saying to her kids "...but we have to go now, we've been here for two and a half hours already." I don't think I've ever hung in there that long at the park. After we got home I got us something to eat and we retired to the front stoop to munch and play with Henry's new bubble machine. It really was a much-needed, sunshiny (for the most part), and glorious day.

Here are a few links dedicated to my parents. The first is for my dad if he can stand 4+ minutes of the Beastie Boys (be forewarned, there is some profanity). The second is for my mom, from the brief heyday of V66.

Comments

I am so jealous! I wouldn't have taken your kid to the park, if you would have washed my kids sheets, pajamas, and elephant...for the third time. Sounds like a fair deal.

That was a blast from the past! I was instantly taken back to our AMMRAC days. Just how old were you when you were listening to the Beastie Boys?

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