7:30am

Day 3 and facing our first named storm of the summer. Seems early, but we are here a couple of weeks later than usual. Guess I’m going to see Secret Life of Pets matinee. 

It will distract us from news from Nice. I am just numb. 
“It’s my turn. Get your hand off the board.” From C to L, over checkers, in a particularly threatening yet lighthearted voice 
9:05am

Rainy morning in Hilo. Me: drinking coffee (Sharks) and having buttered toast (3 seed) while procrastinating cleaning the toilet that was left clogged by the last people here and snaked by Wally the plumber yesterday. C: listening to Hamilton and writing. L: playing MTG with Julien over FaceTime. 

Good timing on the rainy morning since we seriously needed to clean the house. Mom’s friends left it tidy but didn’t clean it. And we all got too much sun playing in the cove yesterday at Reeds. And the county sprayed Richardsons for fire ants this morning.