F 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.
L and J, 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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