We shall overcome. In the meantime, life continues, no?
I'm a lot less whiney than last week. Not much has changed, except I snagged a really good spot for a late-summer picnic with family and local friends, during a time daughter will be home! Think I'm with Sarah about liking the party-planning, although this will be casual and pot-luck. This year, I thought about it far enough in advance to get the primo spot; and this year, I will not be changing the date out of a misguided effort to accomodate people who won't show up anyway.
In other news, I inherited Sue's giant zit -- which is totally unacceptable for a person who keeps being recruited by AARP (your invitation is probably in the mail, so don't laugh) -- so just want to warn you that the bar will be high for Old Skool whines this week. Give it your best shot.
What's the news with youse?