Holding Pattern

Smaltzy music and "all representatives are busy helping other customers" in a voice recording by a guy who sounds really annoyed and then finally it rings and rings and rings and rings... Hey, I think they hung up on me. Harrumph. Another try and the line is busy. Now, a half-hour later, I have gotten through to the voice recording again, so more holding and why not post a blog while I'm at it! Nothing exciting, of course, just a hot, sticky day. When I was a kid, summer was my favorite season because it was when I could go swimming. Now, I don't seem to have time buy a swim suit, never mind actually swim. I really need to do that, though, as it is my last summer close to the ocean, for a couple years at least.
Oh, oh! It's ringing... and ringing and ringing and ...click. hmm, maybe I'm not gonna get through to these people this morning. grrr. I'll give it one last try.
July 4 was good, spending time with family, including my aunt and uncle who now live in Las Vegas. They were back here in New England visiting friends and family for the holiday weekend. My mom, dad, brother and I spent the afternoon with them at the campground in Littleton, Mass. where they like to stay in their fancy little RV. Then, since I got back to Boston later in the evening than I had planned, my friends didn't feel up to getting out of the house and joining me to hunt down some fireworks, so I just watched the Boston Pops concert/fireworks on TV with my parents. My brother, ever the social one, spent the evening in front of the computer. But the highlight of the weekend - and of my summer so far - was the lawn party on Saturday. That was a blast. More on that in a future post since I have no more patience for the annoying Muzak and voice recording.