The Weekend is OVER!

Had a long weekend! See, it wasn't just Easter weekend, but also Tater Day weekend. It's a country county celebration that's been going on for well over a hundred years without missing a single year.

So, Saturday was walk around the square and then some to see all of the booths, purchase funnel cakes, ribeye sandwiches, shake-ups, fried Oreos, and $3 bottles of water. It meant live chicks, air soft guns, stuffed animals won playing games, the myriad yard sales, and Rebel flags all over. My favorite was the one with the spleaf in the middle of it.

Long live the South.

She shall rise again.

It's the ultimate in Redneck and Good Ol' Boy fun. I like Rednecks and Good Ol' Boys. They'll happily help you hide the body.

I also had a funeral at noon, for which I had to take the long route around town to get to due to Tater Day.

Sunday morning the kids had fun looking for what all the Easter Bunny had left. Yes, we still do the Easter bunny and while the older ones laugh it off, truth be known, they make sure they're included every year.

Church was a joint service. Can't figure out WHY they continue to do this. I haven't attempted attending one for 2 1/2 years because there is no room. Look, early service fills 75% of the sanctuary. Late service fills about 30%+. That's 105% capacity. And Easter and Christmas there are always extra people because of grandparents, uncles, friends, and C&E only people. We're talking chairs in the walk ways. Way to break fire code.

They initially were going to have my family sit in three different places. You see, it's IMPORTANT for the CHURCH family to worship together ... not so much for INDIVIDUAL families to worship together. I pitched a fit (yeah, I pitched a fit, I get to worship with my husband TEN TIMES A YEAR and I wasn't feeling well). We ended up in two places (well two children sat in front of us and my husband, one of our children, and I shared two chairs), my mother and daughter sat about eight pews up.

Good thing they got my husband and I together as I passed out during service. I really should have had my husband take me down to the lady's sitting room, but we were so packed in that it would have created a large commotion. So I sat there with my head on DH's shoulder.

Safety is always number one, eh? LOL!

After a lasagna dinner (I put them together the night before so I'd only have to pop them in the oven), my husband and children went to enjoy the rides at the fair. I slept for over 2 hours. Evidently Baby Girl has become quite the dare devil and rode all the scary rides. We're talking the ferris wheel with the cages that flip upside down! I LOVE that child of mine!!!

Today was the parade. One of the horses at the end started to freak out and I made my daughter get up as I was getting ready to bolt myself. But he got the horse under control. AMEN!!

Mother came. Mother was good. I actually enjoyed her company. You just never know with her if/when the shoe is gonna drop. She found someone to watch her dog and she kept her mouth shut about it.

Funny, no little dog of hers ... no pee on my carpets. Then again, there was no new little dog for my evil chiuaua to frame.

I just wish she didn't have to curse and swear. An occasional "hell" or "damn" in the privacy of my home I can deal with. I just see no use for "sh*t" on a regular basis, especially around my children or loudly out in public in my small town while we're sitting on the grass in front of my church with church members and children all around waiting for the parade to start is all.

DH and the children are off to get more air soft guns and ammo since today is the last day of Tater Day. I have quiet and alone time for the first time since Friday.

It feels good!

Peace Out,

~*~*~Krystal~*~*~