Dream with Our Eyes Open

No parade, no fireworks ... well, none that I watched. They were GOING OFF all night as far as I could tell. To some extent, they have been going off every night for the past two weeks. *rolls eyes*

My sister and her family invited us over for a socially distanced BBQ. There were veggies and dip and guacamole and chips, and hamburger and hotdogs, and sides like coleslaw. And then a homemade blueberry pie, and vanilla ice cream, and chocolate sauce and whipped cream. At their request, The Mr. made lemon and lime syrups, which were mixed into fizzy or non-fizzy lemon- and limeade by each person to his or her taste.

The mosquitoes, on the other hand, snacked on my legs. No one else's, just mine.

The two families (two of us, four of them) sat 6ft apart on the patio and talked. It was good, except for the mosquitoes, although I later regretted my burger and bun. To my sorrow, my 18-yr-old nephew, who loved Martha Wells' "Murderbot" series, did not like the Books of the Raksura, although he dutifully read all of them. He is a good kid and felt he should, since I had bought them for him. But my sister has started them and seems to be enjoying them. She has just started the second one.

But at least it was PEOPLE. And OUT OF THE HOUSE.

So teleworking my head off, missing human contact beyond my long-suffering husband, and playing Flight Rising: even under social distancing, there should be more to life than this.

I read a lot of books on JoCo, and am still reading. So -

I'm planning to write up all of them, but get me started, please? You can pick more than one.