Happy revolution day!

Me, being patriotic and shit before the parade: [link].

Cute!

Chez Zmayhem has resisted the lure of the couch. Emmett and I went running at Kezar Stadium (once around the track and then all the steps - 20 flights). Matilda (wearing a stripey pirate dress from Amy / Sara) ran four laps around the track with JZ in tow.

Emmett and I will make a trip down to San Mateo shortly to go to the Lego Store (if it's open today).

Then this afternoon we will go to a party in the East Bay hosted by some of JZ's oldest friends.

But we'll be back in time to Not!See the fireworks in the fog of San Francisco. If it's even half clear we could hike up to Tank Hill and see the fireworks over the water, but it's totally socked in.

It is a totally lazy day today. None of us have the ambition to do anything. It's cold and rainy. I'm hoping it will be dry by fireworks time. They start the music at 7pm with fireworks after 9 or so. I'd love to hear the music, but would likely be frozen through by boom time.

My nephew went to a pig roast. I think the only food being prepared here today is salt potatoes to be topped with whatever desired.

If it doesn't get nice enough to attend the official fire works we will do our own later, maybe tomorrow.

Teppy, love the patriotic flags! I have my patriotic shirt on. Let me see if my son can take a picture that shows the new hair too.

rinse the beans well, Hil -- it makes a huge difference. ( my dad is on a very low salt diet -- so I'm just in the habit of rinsing all canned beans )

We're headed out to a party that was supposed to be a pool party, but since it's rainy and not even 70, will probably end up being an eat-too-much-grilled-food, drink-too-much-beer party.

No more flags in my hair.

My son took some pictures of the patriotic shirt and new shorter hair. Tried to get Brandy to look at him but she was uncooperative. [link] Note patriotic red socks too.

Today is my sister's birthday; that's what the 4th is to me (well, and watching "1776" again, because I *am* John Adams.)

At least you get to hear his lovely squeal of laughter in person, not thru the headset hundreds of miles away.

HAHAHAH - except for those 3 times every Birthday Fragfest when I, having cleverly remained on the team OPPOSITE Pete, shoot his toon in the head with a sniper rifle, shouting "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

His obscenity-filled expostulation is a wonderment to hear. And then I die. Many, many times.

But it's so worth it.

So sad, I can't see Laura's picture!

Went to Talbot's and got some more interview-y and more dressy business clothes. Thank goodness my cousin works there, and I can get a discount.

Also saw flea, Mr. flea, Casper, and the Dillo- in addition to a rare Nutty sighting. Also Ellen S.!

Very exciting day. Definitely enjoyed the clear roads-everyone is out of town it seems.

Today, I had my first date in 2 years.

Excellent man. Certifiably brilliant. Sweet and solicitous.

Aaaannnnddd. Being me...I see things...and there are many things that I could see and lalala right past. This thing? Something that would directly impact me in a negative way. So, no.

But we had this amazing conversation about the thing and he was some parts amazed but most parts appreciative. We made a game plan for how he can address the thing and agreed that we would continue to know each other. While not being willing to throw myself into a relationship that would not work despite all the cool stuff, I really did like him.

So. In a way, I feel like I've just had healthiest, most time efficient relationship of my life. Usually, there is the running and the screaming t /jurassic park and then then the fixing up and sending them off to better things. Today's cut out all the sturm and drang, plus, I saw great art and had a lovely meal.

There really is something to this evolution thing.

Happy tourists are eating my town day, y'all!

Oh and, on the way home I got trapped on the Metro in a car with nonfunctioning doors with a driver who kept saying, "Quit pushing the [intercom] button and just get off somewhere else!"

Apparently, 'won't open' escaped her notice. Ultimately, I led our small band of car-aways through the emergency exit.

The two gentlemen did not fair the crisis well, but the young woman was great. Kept her cool and joked about the strongly worded email she intended to send.

Mine? Already sent.