And then it was Bastille Day

We had a large extended family party on Tuesday to acknowledge the ten years since I picked Kate up in China. I remember it all quite clearly from my utter terror at actually coming face to face with this child that I had fought so hard to adopt to understanding exactly how my life was changing. And it's still changing. But even though I always want to lug everything up to the roof for dinner...this night was different; hot, hot and airless evening and so even I had a case of the vapers thinking about heavy the air on the roof might be, so we made what I always call a mis course correction and simply stayed inside, very close to the air conditioner . and drank Rose.

The following day, July 14th, was Bastille Day which really went by in a blur for me. No frites, no champagne, no dancing in the streets because I was much more focused on our plan to paint the foyer in our house after at least 7 years and then to decide on the best time to have new carpet laid down in our bedroom. That step we are postponing until Kate goes off to camp at the end of next week. And then the summer is practically over. OMG But the foyer looks great and all those finger prints and smudges are a thig of the past.

Kate had her last day of soccer camp and now poor darling she will just have to chill out.