This is a strange evening. My daughter's at a soccer team party -- "a bonding experience," she told me, before their first scrimmage tomorrow. My sons are in Amsterdam and Chicago. My husband is en route to Chicago -- the Camp Counselor went from work in North Carolina to friends in Atlanta to friends at college for the summer, but he's coming home tomorrow! So the animals and I are home alone, and this is what's happening in Florida:
Friday, August 13, 2004
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