First of July (not a holiday)

I have started many posts to you this week, Dear Reader,
but I never got them finished.
(Well, I finished the ones you got,
but there were others....that you didn't get...)
It's just been a busy week.
I told you I'm not used to that.
I realize how much I like our slow pace
and days at home when we have
to leave the house every day. More than once.
It's been a long week for your old faithful Bell here.
And I'm not ready for the weekend.
I have to get up in the morning and make a bunch of stuff
for the next two days AND COOK THE DAD GUM SALMON
THAT HAS BEEN THAWED OUT IN THE FRIDGE
SINCE WEDNESDAY...FOR BREAKFAST!!!
Yes, you heard me.
We will be having Alaskan salmon fillets for breakfast
in the morning. We will be able to see Sarah Palin's house
from our porch while we are eating them.


But it's been a good week, my fellow Americans
(and who ever else might be reading this).
I have seen old friends and new friends and enjoyed my
time with each. I have watched my children play in the
hot summer sun. I have had little snippets of time with
my husband and only Baby J with us. I have put more
miles on my van in this one week than I probably did in
a month's time previously. I feel like we have been living
on quicky food, fast food, cereal, and junk all week.
Next week will be better in the food department.
I did cook the first beans from
our garden and they were so good.
But what are a pot of beans
up against a week's worth of junk?

Now I keep thinking about how during the days
leading up to the last presidential election, when my
children were seeing a lot of the candidates on TV
and hearing them on the radio, Big E got enamoured
of the phrase "my fellow Americans." He spent
one whole day ending everything sentence with that
little tag, my fellow Americans. He thought it
was great, my fellow Americans.
We got tired of it right away.
My fellow Americans.

Tomorrow is the third of July.
We have a little parade to go to in our Tiny Town.
And then my family is getting together at my mom
and dad's. There might be baseball or croquet played.
Or Rummy or Rook or the wii.
I might lay down with Baby J and take a nap
while we are out there.
Exciting times, Dear Reader.
Exciting times.

Well....I'm too tired to be interesting or funny.
That's my excuse for tonight.
I don't know what my excuse is the rest of the time.

I hope you are getting ready to have
a lovely holiday weekend
in this wonderful country of ours.
See ya!