Jul. 9th, 2017

elayna: (Die Hard John-Matt)
It's getting too hot again, ugh, and Thursday I'm going to Las Vegas, where it'll be 110, ugh.

One good thing about sleeping with the AC on, the cats seem to know it's best to be cool, and are all indoors when I'm ready to go to bed. When I have the house opened, using the ceiling fans and Delta breezes, Skittish and Tabby take turns being difficult. Skittish wants to be chased around the backyard then run into the house by herself, which means leaving the back door open and trusting no one else will run out. Tabby wants to be chased around the backyard, caught, and then carried in like the sweet baby she is. Silly beasts.

I hope my fellow Americans enjoyed the holiday. The niece and nephew decorated their bikes and rode in the neighborhood parade, which ends at the park, where we wandered around and looked at booths for a while and the kids played games. I'd had a big breakfast and the organizers broke tradition by dumping the hot dogs for pizzas and tacos, so it was the first year we wandered back to our respective houses without lunch.

I made my edamame salad and finally successfully mastered Mom's country fudge frosting. It poured so smoothly and hardened to the perfect state of fudginess. I was so happy.

I'd rewatched Die Hard 4 recently, so curled up with Winter Soldier for the afternoon. The questions of liberty and security and how a democracy can be subverted seemed very relevant to these days.

Dinner at my sister's. A small group, Dad, two friends of mine, my BIL's niece, with her boyfriend and son, and of course, my sister, BIL, and the niece and nephew. It was the first year that the niece and nephew helped with lighting fireworks, and they're kids and energetic, and had to be re-told the same things multiple times, and it made me so nervous. I've never seen anyone injured by a firework, I don't know why I'm getting such a stress reaction about it, but I wished I'd followed Dad and used the pets as an excuse to go home early. Hopefully the novelty will have worn off next year.

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