Our Independence Day was a full one. It started with Madi and me running in the "Whoopee Days" Liberty Run 5k. I was supposed to be along to "take care of" Madi. She ended up finishing several minutes before I did and I ended up with some trashed IT bands. I'm limping around today on megadoses of ibuprofin nursing my knees and my pride. She is quite the little athlete. We haven't seen the official results yet, but our estimate is that she placed 2nd in her age/gender category. They only awarded first places, and her friend Josie placed 1st, just ahead of Madi. Josie is a great runner too--she trains with her parents and has New Balance running shoes. I'm going to have to alter my sedentary lifestyle to try to foster some of these natural athletic tendencies my kids have obviously inherited from their mom!
We endured the parade for two hours, at least comfortably, sitting in chairs pulled out from Henry’s office at Alliance Title on Main Street. There were far too many cheerleaders, young burlesqish (is that a word?) dancers, and would-be right-wing political candidates trying to get their write-in campaigns off the ground, and not enough pipe and drum corps (let’s hear it for Henry's Fork Pipe Band!).
The afternoon and evening were spent at our place with lots of good friends gathered for good food and conversation. The highlight of the evening was Brian’s recollection of one of his favorite SNL skits featuring Christopher Walken and Will Ferrell parodying a Blue Oyster Cult recording session. Check it out for yourself here.
The afternoon and evening were spent at our place with lots of good friends gathered for good food and conversation. The highlight of the evening was Brian’s recollection of one of his favorite SNL skits featuring Christopher Walken and Will Ferrell parodying a Blue Oyster Cult recording session. Check it out for yourself here.
