This past Saturday we celebrated the 75th birthday for my Grandpa Mac. We all got together out at his church with family and his church group for a pot luck dinner and cake. There’s nothing like a good pot luck, once everyone gets there and it’s time to eat the food is always lukewarm. But the food was good and it was a great time of fellowship.
Rain. It finally came. We have went without rain for about two months (literally). Everything was bone dry and the yard crackled when you would walk across it. There is one yard in town that had plush grass, they had laid sod and had been watering it. During our Labor Day Parade everyone was vying for that front yard…it was something soft to sit on. But it finally started raining (last Wednesday I think…maybe Tuesday), and we all rejoiced. I think I heard my grass singing the hallelujah coarse. Even with just a little rain things are starting to look a little green again.
I went out Sunday and started sighting in a bow for bow season (which opens this Saturday). It’s amazing how much of a girl I am. :) My dad and Nathan got a good laugh out of me trying to break a compound bow (that was set on about 60 lbs) down in order to shoot it. They finally got the bow so I could pull it back, but I had to go through some contortions to completely get it broke down in order to shoot it. I got a strawberry on my arm where I didn’t have perfect form and the bow string popped the inside of my arm. It could have been a lot worse…I came out of it with a small spot instead of the whole inside of the arm being smacked. We had a lot of fun, I finally hit the bulls-eye on the target, though I’m shooting low. It takes a lot to get this stuff ready. But I’m excited about it starting back up again.
That about covers it for now. I’m off to get a shower…I just finished riding a bike for about 35 minutes…i rode about 4 1/2 miles around town (which means up and down hills). I’m getting better at this.