Lazy Hazy Crazy Day of Summer

O.k....maybe not crazy but it does feel like a summer day----lazy and hazy.  Remember my plans to go to the farmers' market, out for a patty melt, etc?  Nahhhhhh......when you spend many hours on Friday evening sitting in your front yard with friends, eating, drinking, watching a fire, drinking, watching the kids catch fireflies and play sharks and minnows in the field.....well, you just don't wake up bursting with energy.  Happy though---you do wake up very happy.  So you get up, let your husband make you an egg sandwich that is just the right combination of runny and salty, drink a little coffeemilk and then lie on your couch thinking things like, "man....I LOVE this couch" to yourself. 

So we're hanging out in the yard, I'm reading, he's crossword puzzling and the boys (a little tired themselves) are alternating between hunting a neighborhood raccoon, racing bikes and flopping in the house.  We're going to barbecue something long and slow on the grill and I'm going to finish the book I'm reading.  My plans for unpacking boxes and writing checks are on hold....