(sing) Rain, rain - you're ok, just as long as it's a week-day (end)

That's our new favorite song - momma likes the wet weather better than heat in her prego-state and Evelyn doesn't seem to mind too much at all either. As long as it's sunny for the weekend when daddy can play it's cool by us!

And what a glorious holiday three-day weekend it's been! Chock full of stuff to do - but not too much, still nice and relaxing. Brother Ben paid a little visit in between shows to stop by and drink beers in the driveway and work on his friends truck. Can't get much more 'Murican than that on the 4th of Joo-lie! Then rode the MinuteMan Trail out to Jacky's green-card party - not yet a citizen, but he don't have to leave! I gave him my trusty Pocket Patriot booklet - now that he's official he better start acting like it..

And this morning, Breakfast at Wimbledon is turing into Lunch-time as the scrappy Roddick is pushing Federer. Hopefully we don't invoke the wrath of the Swiss, but an American sweep in England is always pretty sweet the same weekend we celebrate our Independence from those limey Brits!