It's a tough job

Yes, I have a tough job on the weekends: watching the sun go down. Somebody's got to do it. I am fabulous at it, too. If only someone, somewhere paid me to monitor the nightly miracle!

Tonight was quite lovely, with all the low clouds hanging around just waiting for the moment to shine and throw off pinks and oranges into the sky. Last night my friends and I got to see fireworks all the way in Connecticut. What were the celebrating? Friday? I'll drink to that!