I’m really late getting these posted, but Banjo Man’s family was here for the Fourth of July parade and festivities (it’s an annual tradition) and I’ve been really, really busy (but I can’t tell you what I’ve been doing exactly, but sitting at my desk just hasn’t happened very often).

It was 97 degrees on the 4th of July.  After the parade–and it was **hot**–I ate a hot dog next to the foot races and then came home to take a Tylenol and a three hour nap.

Parades are not for wimps.  But they sure are fun.

Neil proclaiming his joy with the decorations this year.