The holiday started off half over—Tyler and I have been sleeping way too far in these days. It must be our too-luxurious trip to the Lake last week that put us in this rut. We had so many ambitions for this day, especially because we are venturing off and away from life tomorrow. We got no such things done, all except this one: a lovely patriotic trifle. Tyler did most of it, I just helped. He is such a genius: the store was completely out of blue jell-o (go figure) so instead he bought jell-o cups and the dessert took half the time. The night was topped off with all the finger food you could ask for at the Lynches' and a dear-to-my heart movie. . . Fantastic Mr. Fox. Now, off to pack late into the night.

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