Loving Life

Nick and Tom Brady are still in Florida so I don't have to pry Tom Brady off of my neck due to extreme fireworks anxiety. It is a chilly 63 degrees. I got to eat dinner at the neighbor's picnic. And to top it off, I got to watch the University at Buffalo fireworks in the privacy of my front yard. I admit, Sarina wasn't much company, but it was nice to watch. Best of all, I did not have to hear that Proud to Be an American song all day today.




The cats are even having a fabulous night. They are taunting a centipede that they scored in the basement.

Now, I would like to go to sleep, but the next door neighbors were flaunting their humongous stash of fireworks that they will be igniting as soon as they get home. It may prove to be a long night even though that Tom is 1200 miles away. I guess I will probably just go next door to eat some more and watch the show until the police show up.