Fran and I, have been bonding over TV today. First we stumbled upon a repeat of Miss Austen Regrets, a wonderful dramatization of what Jane Austen's life may have been like, and then the latest BBC version of Emma. Now we're hip deep in a NCIS marathon.
I fed the tuba player feta, sun-dried tomato, oregano, turkey burgers (pictured above) before sending him on his way to the grassy field in Lebanon. I hope he hits the parking lot's window of escape just right tonight.
Lisa and James, called from D.C. to find out what the Doppler radar for their area looked like. So far they've experienced two downpours. No matter, they'll be glad they made a point to see the fireworks show at the Nation's capitol before moving West.
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