Carl wished me a happy August Fool’s Day this morning. I bought real fruit juice popsicles at the grocery store. We commiserated with our neighbor, whose air conditioning stopped working on Saturday.
Sounds like August to me.
Let’s make it a lovely one.
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Here’s to a lovely August. I can’t believe it’s come this quickly. Despite the grueling heat, I’m actually a little sad that it’s August already. The summer has sped by far too fast for my liking.
We are on the same mental track. I bought some of those fruit pops the other day too. š