Viola sums up pretty much how we feel about the week so far. The 4th of July was last Saturday. To say it was loud here would be insulting the meaning of the word loud. And through it all, and seemingly every other hour of every day since the 4th of July, when scads of people around our area were discovering that “Oops! I forgot to fire off this lonely firework. Let’s do it NOW!” regardless of whether it was the 5th of July or just this very a.m., the 8th of July, at 2:10 in the morning, Mom thanks all those celebraters for supporting the U.S. economy by blowing up their paychecks.
Viola also might be thinking the same as tired Mom does right about now, “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” Hopefully, there won’t be any fireworks around then.
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A Colehaus Cats flashback:
2025 – No post
2024 – Almost Not Bothered
2023 – No post
2022 – No post
2021 – No post
2020 – Wordless Wednesday
2019 – A Peek at Monday
2018 – No post
2017 – No post
2016 – Cleaning
2015 – Wordless Wednesday*
2014 – No post
2013 – The V-E-T Parade Continues
2012 – No post
