feeling just a touch of patriotism

You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness.  You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism.  ~Erma Bombeck

Yeah, it sounds like we had a pretty typical Independence Day celebration. This year it was at Jenn’s Pickle Jar.  It’s nice to know the belly-ache and headache I woke up to this morning had nothing to do with all the amazing food I consumed including Derek’s famous fried rice, tri-tip and mojitos. It was patriotism that I was feeling. Thank goodness it wasn’t a hangover.

Hope your holiday weekend celebrations were just as fun as ours was.

God bless the USA!

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Well, she’s working on it.

Hazel is standing and walking…walking five to six steps before she stops as if to exclaim, “Oh, screw it!”, and then embark on her typical Mowgli-type crawl. It’s so much more efficient, you know. But it won’t be long now before the girl is walking and then, oh God, running everywhere.