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And so now we just settle into what remains of summer

Hard to believe the Summer is nearly gone. Hard to believe that this weekend is Labor Day, after which we'll refrain from wearing white ..shoes, pants, hats, etc. Or maybe not.

As summers go, this one has been good, but mostly uneventful, which is ok. We've gotten rain for the first time in years (lots of it), which has been good.

We've had fires everywhere, which is not so good.

Son is back in the UAE, which is good, but means he's far away and if it's possible to miss someone more because they're further away? I do. He's working like a dog, but says he loves it, so we're happy about that. Not the dog part, the happy part.

Daughter is playing soccer, and has begun her senior year of college, after which many possibilities exist, but no real plans yet there. We'll see. We just want her to have some fun, have a good season, and kick butt her final year of college.

We are doing what we do. GG is settling back into the school routine again. I am recovering from an intense term at school followed by a break clinic that was exhilarating, but I need a break. So this week I'm trying to do that..break a bit.

Then next week my school starts, it's officially Fall out, and the slide into cooler days and nights and what the Farmer's Almanac has predicted to be a bitterly cold winter begins.

Time to inventory the blankets and prepare to snuggle, right? Just as soon as the hotter than hell phase of late Summer lets go...




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