Chicago has a song called "Saturday in the Park" and today was like that, except Sunday. I was in the park playing frisbee and Jenelle was practicing SLRing.

Back on Fresh Meadow we had panini for dinner and scoped out Beetlejuice on the tube; it's a pop culture reference point that I had been missing and a childhood memory Jenelle had been missing, too. The cats curled up, there were adult beverages, and we read and blogged and thumbed through Jenelle's handiwork (see above) until bedtime.