The steamy skies finally broke and we were surprised by a brief downpour this evening. It didn't last, but some relief from the brittle heat is welcome. The fire station on Plainview has a blinking sign posted that has Macauley disheartened: "Firework [sic] not advised. Extreme fire danger." Not sure if tonight's showers (there is a slight chance for rain again tomorrow and Tuesday) will make for a safer holiday, one where Macauley can set off all sorts of explosives he's been thinking about for weeks, but we'll take it.
We had a nice day at the lake yesterday with Lindsay and Tyson and spent much of today holed up in the house where it's cool and comfy. I finished a book and started another. Made potato soup. We watched This Means War. Heading to bed with thunder rumbling outside is wonderful...
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