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“Mysterious chemistry / someone’s cooking in the kitchen / Elixir of the pearl of luscious berry swirl / I’m losing some sleep / No company I’d rather keep // … And now I’m never the same / never the same girl twice”

—Supreme Beings of Leisure

“The insane, on occasion, are not without their charms.”

—Kurt Vonnegut …you should follow ‘him’ (fake him) on Twitter

time 5:12 pm feeling very happy but wishing I could relive my weekend wearing red tank, white eyelet skirt music Teenage Dream, sorry ready for another standout weekend next home, let me go home

Sometimes…I worry about people I care about. Like, in that I just want my friends and loved ones to be happy, and sometimes I have a weird melancholyish sense from …somewhere… that they are not. Or I KNOW that they are not, for one reason or another, and I wish I could change that. That’s all. What can I say. Still a pleaser despite my confrontational, self-absorbed exterior. Ha.

Anyway.

Bang-up (perfect use of that phrase BTW? …YES) Fourth. Best ever? POSSIBLY. I already did most of the weekend with my weird Sunday update. But yesterday was sparkling. (AND of course today I [and Jeff too] have post-partying depression and just want to relive the past few days over and over and over… the only downside to having this much fun is when it stops, HA! But, moving along.)

The scheming to our 4th began Sunday night when we invited Erik to come over and grill/watch fireworks with us. His response of “I’m bringing Mike’s and a surprise!” got the mood set up right. On the actual 4th we awoke and though we should have just had pancakes to recover, we were (AS ALWAYS) pulled to the gym and off we went. Gah! OCD. WCYD. I lifted and did FIVE PRESS HANDSTANDS(!), but then felt like absolute death afterwards. Fail. Should’ve rested! Oh Well. Felt better having gotten that out of the way at least…

Home, Shower #1 of the day, off to TWINS GAME! Hot but beautiful. Sun sun sun sun sun. (The SUN is probably my first true love, eh?) Luckily we were under shade. Twins were playing Rays = two of Ian’s favorite teams, so many texts/emails were exchanged surrounding that as he was at his first-ever tailgate/Brewers game combo. He was in IAN HEAVEN. Though Jane admitted he was jealous of our game and sent a funny email to that effect. It was a wonderful game, great seats, good food to combat the “settling in” effect, so much AMERICA F YEAH! pride + all. Two homeruns! Duensing pitches the whole game! Dance partying in our seat to Tolbert’s “what is love” song every time! Great stuff.

There’s a reason I love the 4th beyond July, fireworks, summer, etc. And that is the RED and BLUE everywhere. Let that be noted.

The walk back to Jeff’s parking lot left us drenched in sweat so that meant Shower #2 when we arrived home. Briefly schemed of decorating the house in all F YEAH AMERICA stuff to annoy Erik but chose to save $ instead. Indeed. Rested out of the sun and made food for The Week Ahead. Erik arrives! With a surprise! GIANT can of beans. “I predicted she’d take a photo!” Can’t help it. The Recorder.

Onto the grill the giant can went. Jeff and Erik reminisce about their childhood, their old home, schooling, friends, guitar, eating, etc. Reminds me of me and Jenny. Lots of love. Lots of joking. Better Brothers -> Bean Brothers? Too good. So lucky to have so many good people in my life, especially those two.

Grillout continues, Erik plays us music of “his arrival” at the gym and other goodies. Beans heat up. GIANT! “You’re standing there eating those beans and it’s making me nervous.” Ha! I then play a smattering of awesome Pop Music 2011 + earlier. FEASTING! We finally feast at 9ish. Just in time! The feast concludes and Erik tries to pass out on our couch by the light of the fish tank. NO! We must go on!

Gather ourselves and walk 3 blocks to Todd Park where we can see the top half of the Richfield fireworks show. As it turns out we can now see the full thing as well as half of Edina’s. What’s up with that? We’ll take it. Jeff dances for us by the bench while Erik makes music with his hands and “trumpet” noises. The 5 stops behind us and a man with his son approaches us to chit chat about “making music with our bodies”. He then shares what “this drunk guy taught me” years ago. NICE. However this ends Jeff’s Four-Quadrants dance. Alas.

ALSO getting off of the bus to watch fireworks at Todd Park is a man with a backpack. In the backpack there turns out to be a boa constrictor, which he laces around his neck in the dark. CREEPIEST Mpls sight ever, ha ha ha! He then wanders off. We continue to watch fireworks as Erik dances a mosquito jig. Lots of laughter. Again good people + good fortune. Feeling very very lucky as always, but extra-much-so lately. LOVE.

Home for Shower #3 and the night is over. Good solid sleep with a nighttime thunderstorm. “It’s hard to believe it can get better than this / but I’m starting to believe that it can.”