Here's what we're doing tonight. Salmon and steaks (for those who foolishly don't want salmon), corn on the cob, asparagus and artichokes, a simple pasta with parmesan. Our friend Devon is baking a cake. (Yellow with chocolate frosting, I've been informed several times.) So we're going to eat. A lot. Chris will likely play a practical joke. Emily will insist on blaring music in the background. Daniel and I will take a walk. It's 90 degrees right now, but it will be great walking weather at 7:45. I'll panic for a little while about packing.

There have been a lot of days like this one in the past 18 years. They have been good.

We'll stuff the Suburban full. Let the cats out, let them in. Water the grass if the rain holds out. And the day will be done.