Memorial Day Weekend was spent at Beaver Lake. The night before we left to go down there, Deb and Grady said they were having difficulty getting all the trailers down so we volunteered to pull the dive trailer down for them. When we got to the lake, I had to giggle at the “big” truck pulling the little trailer. It’s a bathroom cleaner thing for campers but that sight just made me giggle so hard.
These 3 are back together again. Wow, did they make quite the team… they are the next round of shenanigan makers!
I’ll apologize now. This will be photo heavy but I’m just going to do Memorial Weekend in one post and get it done. So Be Warned! 🙂
Our Memorial Weekend really started Thursday night. Tbug had a softball game… yes, she’s playing softball now. So we went over to her game and then she just came home with us because we planned on going to the lake. I have no idea if they won or lost or even kept score… But I can tell you that Tbug went around all the bases and made it home as if they were scoring a point. She even slid in to home instead of doing a summersault like she did earlier in the season. I guess you can take the girl out of cheer but you can’t take cheer out of the girl.
After the game we went to Jared and Karen’s house to borrow Karen’s truck (again, she needs that jalopy) and their camper. There was a tire that was starting to go bad so the guys decided to change it. We made it about 5-10 miles from their house and the tire blew. So I called Jared and asked him to come rescue us. I might also mention this was close to 10 or 11 at night.
So I’m going through the multiple photos I took of baby girls birthday… trying to keep myself together that I have a 1 year old! I plan on writing a post about it… and maybe, just maybe I won’t cry while writing it… but today… today let’s talk about Snickers. Yes as in the candy bars…
One of the mornings I hopped out of the truck after annoying hubby by pointing out that his mirrors were going to bump into Grady’s mirrors. He grumbled at me and I told him fine leave it that way. Dan asked me how I was and I said that someone was grumpy and it wasn’t me. Dan asked if he needed a hug and I said he needed something alright.
So I planned on doing Memorial Weekend in one post… but I’m at like 36ish photos already… and that just gets me to Friday. Oy!
I pretty much spent my whole week at the lake last week, which was all well and good, except… the weather forecast sucked. I started watching the week before and there was pretty much chances of rain all weekend long. And I’m pretty sure it rained at some point every day. Luckily a friend of ours let us borrow their camper and it had a slide out so it was like having a nice house. That was great for letting Abug down on the floor to play. Whew!
It was a long story as to why I wound up at the lake the whole week but we went down Tuesday evening when hubby got off work and I camped out. He drove from the lake to work and I spent my days alone with Abug or with my FIL who came down to stay Wednesday afternoon.
When we got to the lake we had to fill the camper up with water. Then it was time to go park it. Baby girl had never been to the lake so we definitely needed a documentation selfie!
Once the camper was set, we decided to go eat dinner at Short Stop. Luckily we did because Tbug and hubby got sick Memorial Day (Monday) and we didn’t get to stop on our way home.
Let me tell you, camping while being one month from your due date… oy! But we had fun this weekend. We spent the weekend down at Beaver Lake. Tbug was working on getting her Scuba Open Water Certification. So all weekend was eat, dive, eat, dive, repeat. Hubby helped with some other classes that went happened and I was the shore man… or woman. Basically I stood in the water waist deep and anything anyone forgot on shore I waddled up and grabbed for them. Yes, I waddled. I did get to ride the diveak and deliver flowers out to the flower garden, otherwise I stood on shore most of the weekend. On the last day there (Memorial Day) we went and toured Pea Ridge Battle Ground from the Civil War.
Tbug and I butted heads a few times. She was a bit nervous about diving and with her dad spending most of his time under the water I had to deal with her nervousness. But being pregnant I finally got tired of it all and grumbled at hubby for not being there for her. Yup, the wonderful life of pregnancy right? But we all got it accomplished and the following weekend she finally got certified!!
Memorial Day Weekend is about honoring those who have served our country proudly. My grandpa was one of them! And if there is one thing I ever learned from him (which I learned way more than one thing!!) he always claimed food was better if you had to travel 45 miles from home or more :).
One of his favorite restaurants was Chicken Mary’s over in Kansas. It’s kind of become a tradition to load up, visit the graves of our beloved family members and then go to Chicken Mary’s.
When you get there, obviously they give you the menu, but the cool thing is it comes with the story of how the restaurant got started.
Memorial Day is a federal holiday observed annually in the United States on the last Monday of May. Formerly known as Decoration Day, it originated after the American Civil War to commemorate the fallen Union soldiers of the Civil War. (Southern ladies organizations and southern schoolchildren had decorated Confederate graves in Richmond and other cities during the Civil War, but each region had its own date. Most dates were in May.) By the 20th century Memorial Day had been extended to honorallAmericanswhohavedied inallwars. Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving in the United StatesArmed Forces. As a marker it typically marks the start of the summer vacation season, while Labor Day marks its end.
Many people visit cemeteries and memorials, particularly to honor those who have died in military service. Many volunteers place an American flag on each grave in national cemeteries.
By the early 20th century, Memorial Day was an occasion for more general expressions of memory, as people visited the graves of their deceased relatives in church cemeteries, whether they had served in the military or not. It also became a long weekend increasingly devoted to shopping, family gatherings, fireworks, trips to the beach, and national media events such as the Indianapolis 500 auto race, held since 1911 on the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend. (~Found here)
I want to send a special Thank you out to all the Men & Women who have served our country proudly! Thank you so very much! I believe this Day is also about honoring those who are currently serving or who are retired (but still living!). Thank you all so much for your serving our country to make us free!
We are approaching a very special holiday, Memorial Day. It is a day that we celebrate those who have fought and fallen for our countries freedom. You pay respect to those who have passed on to heaven and you pay respect to all the service men and women who give us the chance to actually have the freedom to celebrate this magnificent day. Yeah people use it as a 3 day weekend and for basically the beginning of summer and to go to the lake and to have parties and whatever else, but truth be told, it is to pay respect for those who have helped make this country great.
It’s odd, I received an email a couple different times this week with the subject title, “Remember the Reason for Memorial Day” and it is filled with cute little joke pictures that I plan on sharing with you, in case you haven’t see this particular email. Thing about this email, I’ve received it many different years, it is one I think someone just saves and restarts every year around Memorial Day but this year it hit me harder than it ever has before. The pictures refer to veterans and oddly enough, I’m going to be marrying one here in, get this 100 days.
Now in the past had you asked me what a veteran is, I know what they are, they are men and women who have served our country, but to me, they were always older than me. I guess that I’m 26 (I think, I can tell you my birthday easier than I can my actual age) I have had 8 years of veterans that are my age but to me the generation my dad’s age or older were the veterans. When PC told me that he was a veteran, a disabled one at that, I laughed because I didn’t think of it that way, he isn’t 70… (and neither is my dad but you get the picture). So when I got this email this year it just hit me funny, I’m marrying a veteran.
I’ve always had the ut-most respect for Veterans and for those who are currently fighting here and over seas for our safety and our freedom but this weekend, I hope you remember what the actual reason for the weekend is and say a special prayer for those who are away from their families, for those families that are here hoping for the safe return of their family members, for those who are now veterans of wars and service and for those who died for your freedom to celebrate this weekend!
Now without further adu, here are the cute comics that made me want to write this post: