Independance Day

it's been a busy couple of weeks with the end of school and the start of camp.

We had a big BBQ on Sunday with all our family and friends (28 people). Luckily the weather cooperated and the thunderstorms they had predicted stayed away. It was a good time. P & I have gotten the Summer BBQ down to a science now and we actually both had the opportunity to enjoy ourselves and spend some time on our in ground pool.

I've been doing a lot of thinking the past two days. Mostly about two things. First, how 17 years ago today I lost my virginity...and how July 7th is the 1 year anniversary of my due date from the ectopic pregnancy. Hard to think about how we could be celebrating the 1st birthday of our 2nd child. I am actually void of any extreme emotion about it. Rather, just an acknowledgment of what "might have been". I got my fill of babies this weekend, in a good way. Several of our friends have little ones here at our BBQ. Ranging from 4 months to 2 years. It was nice actually to be around them. Oddly.....

I keep thinking that maybe someday we'll have another. Although I know in reality it won't happen. I'm just not ready to completely let go of that hope.

On a totally different subject....

I had the oddest dream last night. It involved going out to dinner with Tom Hanks and his wife (who I can't even remember his name) and we had terrible service from this waitress that kept telling us we had to pay first. It was a pretty upscale restaurant and I got in a huge argument with her at the bar While at the bar my aunt and uncle and cousins (who are all in Hawaii visiting my cousin who is there because her husband is in the military and is currently stationed there) came in to have dinner and I was trying to explain to them how the service was terrible and that they should leave. Tom Hanks then comes out to me and tells me we need to leave or we'll miss the Garth Brooks concert. Next thing I know I am sitting in the front row at a Garth Brooks concert and Tom Hanks is on stage with him singing.....At this point I am awakened by my son knocking on my bedroom door. He comes in and is holding a paper towel wrapped around his hand. Through my squinted nearsighted eyes I see red ozing....I jump up. Apparently he decided he wanted a bagel for breakfast and while cutting it in half he slipped and cut his hand instead. All turned out ok though. It was only a small cut and not too deep. Just lots of blood.

Anyway, usually i don't remember my dreams but this was a really odd one. Not sure what it means. Maybe it just means I need more sleep. I didn't inadvertently take my nighttime pills this morning, instead of my morning pills. Which isn't overly terrible except for the blood pressure pill... Just means I'll be a little light headed today.

it is incredibly hot & humid today. Suppose to get severe storms later this afternoon. We're going to try and go to see some fireworks up on the north shore. Should be fun. There will be a concert and food. We contemplated going into Boston but the fireworks aren't until 10:30 and we both have to work tomorrow. Plus, I don't know if I could hack that much walking in this weather. The humidity really seems to get to me.

So, that's it. Happy Birthday America!