I wore brown and green yesterday and watched David play "Rome: Total War." We scoffed at the rampant playing of Sousa marches and emotional patriotic speeches on the radio and ate homemade pizza. Then we spent the rest of our evening with friends at a coffee shop. We don't like large crowds or fireworks or demonstrations of national pride, so we steered clear of the Texans and their celebrations.
On a different (and much less dangerous) note, I love being able to watch episodes of my favorite cooking shows on the Food Network's website--without commercials. Unfortunately, though, we've nearly worked our way through all of the Iron Chef America shows, minus the ones with Japanese guy (his food is not as appetizing to us). Yay for the Food Network!
On a family vacation to Florida one year (I think I was still in high school), I first watched the Food Network at my great aunt's house. It was just taking off then. I remember thinking, "Who would really want to watch this many cooking shows?" And here I am.
That's the same vacation that a flying cockroach disturbed our usually immobile relatives by making dives at their heads. It was a beautiful night.
*KatieW*
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I meant to write earlier to say thank you for your kind words. You really are wonderful, Katie. :)
And I really do need to make my way to Texas one of these days.