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In an attempt to celebrate the cooler temperatures (sad when I consider 94 F to be cool) we took the dogs on a four mile walk to . . . (dun dun dunnnn) the bank! It seemed like a good idea at the time, but upon further sweaty reflection, not so smart.

Now I'm sitting exhausted on the couch with the dogs at my feet and our sweet foster kittens running circles around me, whittling away the afternoon until Dad leaves for his trade show in Denver. Doing homework would be the better choice, but hey! it's a holiday, right?