The sun was out again today. And I don't know if it's global warming or some ozone layer issue, but the sun is so strong that I'm getting the tan it usually takes three weeks to achieve in two days. Okay, so my eyelids are a bit burnt. And also, freckles are coming out and strengthening my resemblance to Punky Brewster circa 1986. So I have a date tomorrow. Silly Boy's initial plan was that we would each think of five things to do and then we'd pick one. I think he forgot we live in Connecticut. Everyone who lives in Connecticut knows that there are about four things to do in the summer: mini golf, diner, movie or cliff diving at forbidden quarry. Oh, and driving around aimlessly. Ideas online have proved fruitless as the only local activities for tomorrow night are Overeaters Anonymous meetings and women's self defense classes. I suspect the Overeaters Anonymous meeting will lack snackfoods. Sigh.