My husband delayed going to work this morning so we could watch the World Cup and Netherlands beating Brazil. It was so exciting, especially on the Spanish channel, where the announcers' enthusiasm is infectious. My team (now that Mexico is out) Ghana, is playing at eleven. It's fun. Kind of the same as watching opera. Exhilarating.
Today is our younger son's birthday. We're set to have lunch together, and shop a bit. He's so easy to be with, and interesting to talk to. I feel blessed that I enjoy the company of all our kids tremendously. Lots of laughs, and we share a lot of enthusiasms, like art and music and movies. Well, not the same movies. We have a tradition of seeing a movie on Christmas day, but some years we can't all agree, so we stay home and play cards or another game. And now that our granddaughter is on the scene, we watch her like we used to watch a movie, only she's better viewing.
A long weekend is here, and despite mixed feelings - my Cherokee ancestors were on the side of the British, and my Scottish ancestors probably for the revolutionaries - the Sioux and Germans, who knows. I just like the holiday. Mainly because I love fireworks and potato salad and baseball. I will even buy turkey hot dogs and slather them with good mustard and a ton of onions. It feels like THE celebration of summer. And I'm in favor of summer all year round.
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