On my way to Keswick Winery for a 4th of July celebration.
Marta’s boyfriend is, once again, a no-show. Supposedly he’s in England on a school trip with some of his students (my guess is that they are all female) so she’s making me go with her and Tessa.
This is probably not a good idea - don’t know why I let her talk me into these types of things - plus it’s going to be like 100 degrees today. It’s not like you can reason with the woman though - not about the 4th. Ever since Marta became a citizen she insists on celebrating “ze birshday of ze greatest contry in ze vorld”.
I promise I will hold my tongue - but just for today.