4th of July Weekend
On July 4th most Americans were exercising their freedom to light (newly legal) fireworks and scream for candy being hurled from a John Deere tractor in the local parade (only in Utah do we call a tractor a float...oh and maybe Montana).
We exercised our FREEDOM's as well.
All. Weekend. Long.
Freedom to eat dessert before dinner
Freedom to stay up late and watch fireworks
which leads me too
Freedom to get so involved in an episode of Dateline NBC that you decide to skip out on said fireworks and finish the episode (days later we remembered that neat little feature called dvr that could have allowed us to accomplish BOTH activities).
which leads me to
Freedom to admit that we are getting old!
Freedom to go to the local Farmers Market and sample all the good stuff (again and again and again with the occasional purchase to help us not feel so guilty about mooching)
Freedom to take time out of the day to go to Bear Lake
Freedom to watch the Cache Valley Cruisin' Parade
which leads me to
Freedom to admit that you are so tired from the lake that dragging chairs out in the hot sun and watching old cars with the occasional jacked up jeep or lowered Honda Civic (not sure why/how they are considered "classic" either) does not sound like fun at the moment. Solution: Skip It.
which leads me to (again)
Freedom to realize for the second time in two days that we are getting old.
Freedom to get a milkshake at Charlie's with anything and everything I wanted in it
Freedom to watch this movie while I devoured said milkshake
ps we both really like it
Freedom to teach sharing time in Primary for the first time ever and not pee my pants or throw up (trust me you have no idea how scared I was. Teaching Sunday School and Relief Society are cake compared to this)
Freedom to get up at 6am and pull weeds while everyone else was sleeping in before they went "parading" (verb for going to parades). As you might have realized this was not my idea of a good time.
Freedom to say "I quit" to pulling weeds, load up the Kayak and head out to Benson Marina
Freedom to use my lady muscles to paddle the kayak while husband plays on his cellphone (he may or may not have been checking out Transformer 3 showtimes)
WAIT...
That sounds more like characteristics of a Communist society.
hmmm...
Hold on to your cellphone...into the weeds we go
Freedom to eat a delicious buffalo burger on the deck at the White Owl
Freedom Weekends Are Awesome!
period
now we need to work on not being so old...
2 comments:
I love that you had all those freedoms. I am also glad that you can spend so much time making fun memories. I also love that we have the freedom to eat dessert before the main meal. And lastly, I love the pic of you paddling and Clayton on his cell.
funny about the dvr. Glad Clayton wasn't drunk. I really like the panoramic pictures. that is a LOT of posts. the. end.
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