It’s Labor Day. The unofficial last day of Summer. The kids go back to school tomorrow. As national holidays go, it’s sort of a bummer. Still, it’s better than going to work. Thank your labor unions for this day.
Last night we got into the spirit of the holiday by having a little cook out. Nobody liked the food I made, but otherwise it was okay. This morning, my beloved wife is continuing the celebration by waking everyone up with pancakes. She rules, I drool.
Happy Labor Day, all you hard working, non-fascist, Americans.