Things I have learned this week:
If you don't plan a vacation, you don't go on one.
July is the least pleasant time to be in Utah.
When you express interest in an exchange student, they come.
If your summer is even remotely like mine, it is hot, busy, and gone. I can't believe that it is almost August as I write this. I think this every year. Where did it all go? I have to say that I have stitched a lot--but never enough. Perhaps when it cools off. In spite of our heat, I do know that the seasons are changing. I heard crickets last night as I went to bed and wondered when that happened. Sue tells me that it is darker in the morning when she and Mary do the papers and I believe her. But I haven't yet felt that evening chill in the air that is yet to come.
This past week has been filled with quintessential summer experiences. July 24 is Utah's founder's day and is always filled with fun activities. We had to forego the barbeque as it was simply too hot. But our day--as always--begins with a pioneer parade. Not so much about pioneers--but always fun. Teri stakes out her favorite spot the day before and this year she did an awesome job. Shade the entire time. Then she has her drinks and treats and invites a bunch of friends and family. I'm sorry, but there is just something about a hometown parade. She and her friend, Joanne, call everyone who passes us by their names. We used to get programs, but not so much anymore. That always makes it fun to figure out who is marching by. Teri loves the sweet, elderly "pioneer" queens. Me--I'm a sucker for high school marching bands hauling through 100 degrees with their instruments. And everyone loves the Shriners with their belly dancing band, calliope, and motorized flying carpets. Christian was in the parade with his sophomore class officers. I kept asking what they were riding on, but of course his answers were always a bit vague. Once it was on boats pulled by trucks--then it was on couches in the back of a truck--then finally it was on scooters. I thought that was so nice that someone was lending them little Vespa-like vehicles. How fun! Actually--how naive. When we saw Ogden High coming, we had cameras ready and here came all the kids--except marching band of course--on their little childhood push scooters. We were laughing, and I thought how appropriate. They scooted over to us for a refill on candy to throw out to the kids and away they went. All in all it was a grand success.
That night we went with friends to the rodeo. I'm not really a rodeo kind of person and haven't gone since I was a child, but I have to admit it was a lot of fun. Ogden has a huge rodeo with everything from mutton busters to the crowning of the state rodeo queen. We sat there in that stadium with 13,000 other people, surrounded by our beautiful mountains, and I thought to myself--what a truly Americana day. My only regret was that our exchange student who was coming to us from France didn't make it for any of it. Oh well.
Teri is busy at work changing everything around. Halloween is coming out and already people are ready and excited. I'm sure I will have more to talk about that in the weeks to come. As we hold on to the end of summer, be sure to take a look at Teri's Freedom pillow--pictured below, and the August Baubles. If we get our September Babubles back from Lonii, I will put it up as well. Otherwise watch for it next week.
Well, I have to go on. Even if it is hot where you are, just hug these last few weeks of summer. I hope they are filled with stitching--of course--barbeques, and even a parade.
Until next week--fondly, Tina