I cannot believe that this is our third Fourth of July in this house. This year, we cooked out, swam, and walked down the hill to watch the city fireworks. We have never done this before, and the best part was not having to fight traffic getting home.
On a related note, the highlight of the day was when I turned on public TV and saw Aretha Franklin wearing fur in July. Now, I understand an older woman wanting to be covered up, but how can fur in Summer be comfortable? Frankly, I was under the impression that wearing fur before Labor Day was in the same category as wearing white after that day.
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