Hot, hot, hot

Boy, is it hot. Not a complaint, I love it. Geoff is not as happy about it as I am - he has to work in it while I enjoy an air-conditioned office most of the day. But he sure liked the heat on the weekend. The garden is taking right off. All this sun together with the rain we had is making everything grow, grow, grow. You would hardly know we were almost hailed out three weeks ago. Grace's birthday on Friday but she went to the city for the weekend so we had cake and presents on Sunday; Tim and Courtney and Kane came over. That may have been the last birthday celebration that I do. The kids are all out on their own. Grace is out on the river tonight, got a message saying she went down once and was going again. Things are upside down at work. The whole office is being renovated so we are dodging carpenters and electricians everywhere. But the end result will be very nice. No more 70s wallboard.