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4th of July weekend celebrations

Friday evening we stopped by one of my many favorite stores, Michaels, to search for flowers and decorations for church. We ended up not getting any flowers. My "pardner" informed me that every shade of blue I picked out was actually purple, and my contemplations of just red and white flowers was turning out to be entirely way too expensive. So we left with one item.

Saturday morning found us at the Cleveland Parade, supporting the hard-working CBC float crew.





And like all good southern parades, there were tractors, antique cars, fire trucks, a marching band, and politicians. I couldn't help but laugh at some of the people behind me who decided whom they wouldn't vote for come November based on the "no candy" factor or the "skimpy on the candy" factor. I guess there's more than one way to educate an electorate!
After getting my cheeks and shoulders burned at the afternoon family reunion, we returned to the Cleveland area to help canvas and watch the fireworks. The teens were hard at work with the Gospel bracelets (MANY questions from young children, several intently listening adults, and one profession of faith!) and the free face painting line extended quite a ways out. The teens were present en masse, so there really wasn't any canvassing left to do. As a matter of fact, our teens did such a great job that people were getting aggravated for being an offered a flyer by so many yellow shirt people! The weather was nice, the fireworks were pretty, and someone whose name I won't mention got their face painted for the first time ever.Sunday was church, full of a very convicting sermon, followed by lunch with visiting family and the afternoon/evening of playing games with nieces and nephews that we don't get to see very often. They'll be visiting for this whole week, so we'll be getting in a whole lot of "Aunt Monica" time.
Crazy me was thinking after this weekend, July was going to be a somewhat calm month, but my calendar is filling up faster than I ever dreamed it would. Guess that's appropriate for a month known for firecrackers.
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sara said…
You got great pictures!!!!! And good for Bobby- his USA looked great.
July 4, 2010 at 9:15 PM
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