At least, I hope those idiots in the next block have run out. I need some sleep.
I enjoy fireworks as much as the next guy. But when I have to be concerned about stuff falling onto the roof of my house and starting a fire, then perhaps the fireworks are misplaced.
Today is the first day of a short work week. The kind of week I like. Four days and then it's the weekend again. The only thing better than that is a two week vacation.
The weekend just behind us, the 4th of July weekend, was, for a change, warm and sunny and perfectly dry. If it stays dry any longer, maybe the grass will quit growing.
Gosh, I hate yardwork.