Man, I hate to get all like I'm waving my cane and shouting "damn kids," but when did shorts get so damn short again? And do you really look at a pair of these cheek-skimmers on the rack and think "yes empirically that is a really cute piece of clothing, and not only that but it will be very very comfortable to wear and will look very cute on"? I can't imagine that, but granted, I don't wear shorts, ever, and really haven't since...I can't actually remember the last time I wore shorts. The advent of the pedal-pusher-capri-whatever length has been a real boon to me.
So that's one thing I've been thinking about on this special holiday.
At the moment my brain is pretty much consumed with my sunburn, though--both its ache and my stupidity in smearing on my sunblock without due diligence, such that I have like four blotchy patches of sunburn on my back, including my waistline. The worst part is that I actually have a buttfloss strap burn line because I was working bent over in the backyard and my pants tended to migrate in the grand tradition of plumbers everywhere.
The upshot is that the yard looks very good, but my back does not.