I wish it were the summer of George, but alas, I have nothing new going on at the moment. No word on jobs. No progress on the thesis. It's just been quiet, which makes me fidget, but no other real news.
Chris and I did drive upstate to visit his parents this weekend; we're leaving early tomorrow. Thursday we celebrated his mother's birthday, and on Friday the lot of us went to the Fonda Fair: Chris, his parents, his sister, her husband, and me. The only thing that could have made the fair better is having been able to go on the rides, but no one else seems to be interested.