Despite an unpromising beginning — tripping over the baby gate that serves as our kitchen door,* catching one foot in an empty bucket, and then toppling like a felled tree, narrowly missing the washing machine but getting all the bruises plus MORE poison ivy — today was actually a great day: we cleaned the house, we had a backyard cookout with delicious foods and attended by wonderful guests (including Adorable Nephew!), and for the entire afternoon there was no rain!
Oh wait, the dog chewed my bra. AGAIN.
Sigh. I’m going to have to retract about 15% of that statement.