At precisely 2:07 a.m., I will be 43 years old. Wacky.

Pete took the day off, so we’ll all be enjoying a four-day weekend together. In keeping with my determination to experience all things Madisonian, we’ll be having dinner at the Nitty Gritty. I’ve been talking about going to Rhythm and Booms Saturday, but I’m not sure my enthusiasm is shared by the rest of the family.

Oh, happy Canada Day.