...And One More Thing.

We had a nice 4th of July. After watching the end of the Wilmore parade, the 3 of us headed down to the camp meeting for 25 cent hot dogs and cheap Ale 8 accompanied by Ryan and daughter Morgan. It drizzled on and off. After hanging out with our friends for a bit we watched Punch Drunk Love (my first time, I thought it was very funny).

We ordered BBQ chicken from Sonny's for dinner and our whole crew ate together, played some croquet and Apples to Apples, roasted marshmallows, passed the babies around, and had some laughs. After dark we watched the fire works from a distance and lit sparklers (thanks Mom and Dad). Tomorrow a bunch of us ladies are venturing out for the town wide yard sale. Yeah!

I can't help but think of our first 4th of July in Wilmore, being very tense and unsure of ourselves-- I'm very thankful for settling in to this lovely little place and for all the friends and acquaintances we've made here.

Games

This year Alan's family did a kind of Secret Santa exchange. My sister-in-law Desiree bought for me. She's an avid game collector and my stash is lacking so I asked for some board games. She got me Pit, Apples to Apples, and a fine addition of Trivial Pursuit.

I'm hoping (hint hint) that when we get back to Kentucky my dear friends will indulge me in a little Saturday night competition. They are all great party games and, after all, that's what Saturday at the triplexes always is: a party.

Come on, get happy!

Over Christmas, I fell in love. With Guitar Hero. Stephen brought it over, I played it, then I couldn't stop. Alex and Stephen looked at me like I was nuts when I was going on my third hour of playing. They took Guitar Hero away from me. So sad.

But today I met Guitar Hero's little brother, Rock Band. He is bigger, he is better, he is all about cooperation...

Four solid hours of drums and guitar. My in-laws and husband make great band mates. I felt like a part of the Partridge Family.

So you can keep your Guitar Hero Stephen. I've found a new drug.