Brittney and I watched the Fair Park fireworks show tonight. The weather was unusually temperate for July in Texas – my weather widget says 85 right now, an hour after the show began, but it didn’t feel that warm. We staked out a choice spot on the Buckner/Peavy hill, and while the show was kind of far away, we had a completely unobstructed view of downtown, the lake, and the display. Big bonus: There were maybe 100 people total at our spot, so we had no problem whatsoever with traffic. Afterwards we walked over to a little playground that probably dates from the 1950s or 1960s, and sat on the teeter-totter for a while (or “see-saw” if you prefer). It was solid metal, built out of pipes. It had been painted many times over and the paint had flaked off into different layers. The seats were just metal rectangles and they weren’t so kind to grown-up thighs. Note to self: wear jeans. Note to Brittney: maybe not a miniskirt next time. Good thing it was dark! And just for amusement’s sake, here is a photo of my crazy Martini. Check out that insane look in her eyes. She loves crawling underneath blankets and poking her head out.