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Close To the Stroke of Midnite!

Friday, July 02, 1999

I have my daughter for the weekend, and she just crashed a short time ago.  It is nearly midnite and I should be heading for bed real soon myself.  But I must write, remember?

The annual Independence Day parade is tomorrow morning, beginning at 9:00 a.m., I think.  I am hoping Little One sleeps in so we can miss it; it is such a waste of time.  And it's going to be HOT, even that early in the day!  It probably sounds terrible, me wishing such a thing, but I've NEVER liked the local parades, no matter what holiday they're "celebrating".  Even as a kid I didn't care much for them, too many people and too much traffic to deal with.

I won't have to deal with the fireworks either since all area towns are shooting their's on Sunday evening, after I give L/One back to her mother.


It is going to be unbearably hot and humid all weekend, so I'm not sure what me and L/One will do to keep entertained -- and COOL.  My mom wants L/One to come down to their house tomorrow to swim; that should keep her happy for several hours.  I've never seen a kid that likes loves swimming so much.  Once you get her in a pool it's like pulling teeth to get her out, and I guess that's not a bad thing.

Hey, maybe I can get in some writing while she swims, or maybe even some reading.  That would be cool!


This entry is going nowhere, and in a hurry, so I think I'll crawl off to bed myself...

Later


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