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. . . Nothing good can come from this day, a little piece of heaven drops into your lap. Working in the creek is nasty and painful, but the afterward is quite nice. Not only does the park look lovely without the crap that people leave lying around, but the feeling you get when you know your done is wonderful. You go and rince of the green muck with the garden hose and, lazy and tired, allow it to rain on you and your best friend. It creates a puddle on the patio. Staring at it for a while, Amy and I decided to lie in the puddle. Have you ever done that? Well, you should. The water was so cold, which felt good considering my feet had been burining on hot, prickly grass, rocks, and sidewalk. We laid there forever and then, of course, enjoyed a bottle of IBC rootbeer. We then realized that our puddle spread throughout the pooldeck, but that's okay. Then Amy broke her rootbeer bottle, but that's okay, too causes it was all still so simple. We decided that we'd never grow up. We probably never will.