• The Sixth of July.

    We did not spend Independence Day doing any of the traditional things. There was no cook out, there was no fireworks. However, on Saturday evening we headed out to Bush Gardens and caught the last night of their holiday fireworks. It was a little late, but still a lot of fun. Beth had reason to be thankful on that night, she got to go to the park with her new friend Cory from down the street. It turns out that there is only one thing she likes better than going to Bush Gardens: going with a friend.

  • Weekday work.

    This last week has not been as productive as it should have been. I’m not sure I want to elaborate on my shame any further.

  • Weekend work.

    Yes, I’m going to talk about Pergo again. Our Independence Day weekend was filled with work, flooring work. Wednesday night we pulled up the carpet. Thursday we pulled up the tack strips and put down floor planks. Friday we put down floor planks. Saturday we finished off some molding and moved back into our living room. Sunday we hung closet doors and collapsed. I’m afraid it does not make much of a story. We woke up. We worked. We went to bed. Then we did it again. Then we did it again.