Renember how I used to blog all the time when I really didn't have the time? But now it is summer and I possibly have more time, but I am not blogging as much? It is weird, I know. I could lie and tell you that I am about to fix that, but I have committed myself to telling the truth. So, you get what you get. And today, you get some Happy Fourth of July! wishes. Because I love our country. I mean, I have very romantic ideas about traveling, but I can't believe how amazingly lucky I am to live in America. When I start thinking about it, I wax sentimental and begin to think about the Revolutionary War and Davy Crockett. Or Lewis and Clark and The Declaration of Independence. And then I remember country music, and watermelon and cheeseburgers and hot summer days and Tennessee and running through the sprinkler in the backyard and Star Spangled Banners and millions of other things that are all-American to me. Even though other countries probably enjoy them too, I like to pretend that they are my own. Oh, In-n-Out Burger. Other countries don't have those. So I will claim them. But for the record, I don't like firecrackers.
I do love my country.
"In memory of our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children."