Well good morning! Or afternoon! Or whenever you happen to be pulling up the latest from the Chairman and Co. We are thoroughly enjoying the throes of summer.
Yes, Fitz really gave me the fits yesterday. I've been walking my shoe tread down the past week trying to meet every quota Fitz expects of me. I've not failed yet. And! Drum roll... I've gained one pound! WHAT? Isn't the whole point of this rotten rubber bracelet is to lose a few pounds. At this rate I'll be pushing 200 by next year. Fitz and I will need to have a talk if this silliness keeps up.
We have some really neat men that come to our house a few times/year. This last time they came they left something behind for us. It was kefir grains. Now before you get all haughty and think I'm going "granola" on you, hear me out. The Chairman and I are having a large glass for breakfast each and every day and I have to admit that I feel better somehow. There's 2.987 billion or gazillion probiotics in this sludge we are slurping though it does smell and look eerily similar to baby spit-up in large volumes. I've been adding hemp, ground flax, chia and a bit of maple syrup (the real deal of course) to the stuff. Makes it palatable. So if I get the flu or a cold or something worse, it isn't because I haven't tried to keep it away.
We had a lovely time celebrating the 4th of July. It began with our pilgrimage into the city to watch a massive fireworks display with friends. This time there were about 35 of us together. As usual, the visiting was the best part. In fact, this year I chatted away with the one closest to me throughout the whole incredible display that lasted an hour. I hope she didn't mind. Heh.
Then the Chairman put away the Chairman's hat and donned a Captain's hat and we headed off to the deep blue sea. Well actually, just to a nearby lake with the two MYP that were home. I'd add a picture of the Chairman and myself but seeing me in a middle-age swimsuit or maybe better described as one from the Middle Ages isn't good for the retinas. Son #1 was off on his own adventure helping do projects and having ridiculous amounts of fun with family.
Three teenagers in the house as of this week. It is very different than having three toddlers. But most often in a very good way. Happy week ahead!