memorializing
it's memorial day ... what are you memorializing?
i remember that every memorial day growing up was spent at the confederate cemetary down the road from my house, dragged by my parents so that we could celebrate with my dad's sons of confederate veterans group. i don't remember much other than typically being terribly bored and hating when they did the gun and cannon salute. that crack of confederate rifles and cannons was never my idea of a good time, not to mention the 1.5 mile walk lugging lawn chairs in the hot virginia sun.
in all seriousness, i am thankful for the sacrifices made by those in the military (including several in my family) to ensure the freedoms we have today. i'll memorialize to that. or something.
on the agenda today: a little r&r (due to the still dratted overcase raininess). no poolage for me today, i suppose. good thing since i got burned around the edges of my bathing suit due to incorrect sunblock application. sad, i know. my fair bonnie skin can't take the heat from the oppressive sun without reddening. much aloe application meaning i smell like a plant. mmmmmmm, plants.
this evening, a cook-out with friends. we're slowly getting to know some vintage folks which is nice. since jen was planning to host a get-together anyhow we decided to invite some vintage folks for more fellowship. after friday nights weirdness (complete with spillage of not one but FOUR beverages, including the shattering of a corona), i'm a bit concerned for her house. but that's me. i am sadly without a grill right now since deena decided to commondeer hers back. so very rude ... no takebacks! i use my george foreman™ more than that anyhow unless i have manly men willing to grill meat on a real grill. i'm not sure which is a funnier thought: that i know manly men or that the aforementioned grill was a "real grill". points to ponder.
i remember that every memorial day growing up was spent at the confederate cemetary down the road from my house, dragged by my parents so that we could celebrate with my dad's sons of confederate veterans group. i don't remember much other than typically being terribly bored and hating when they did the gun and cannon salute. that crack of confederate rifles and cannons was never my idea of a good time, not to mention the 1.5 mile walk lugging lawn chairs in the hot virginia sun.
in all seriousness, i am thankful for the sacrifices made by those in the military (including several in my family) to ensure the freedoms we have today. i'll memorialize to that. or something.
on the agenda today: a little r&r (due to the still dratted overcase raininess). no poolage for me today, i suppose. good thing since i got burned around the edges of my bathing suit due to incorrect sunblock application. sad, i know. my fair bonnie skin can't take the heat from the oppressive sun without reddening. much aloe application meaning i smell like a plant. mmmmmmm, plants.
this evening, a cook-out with friends. we're slowly getting to know some vintage folks which is nice. since jen was planning to host a get-together anyhow we decided to invite some vintage folks for more fellowship. after friday nights weirdness (complete with spillage of not one but FOUR beverages, including the shattering of a corona), i'm a bit concerned for her house. but that's me. i am sadly without a grill right now since deena decided to commondeer hers back. so very rude ... no takebacks! i use my george foreman™ more than that anyhow unless i have manly men willing to grill meat on a real grill. i'm not sure which is a funnier thought: that i know manly men or that the aforementioned grill was a "real grill". points to ponder.
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