Corn Hoarders.

We had a very busy 4th of July.

We left our house around 10am and returned around 10pm.

Yet, I neglected to bring my camera.

This is my life.

Nevertheless!

I find it my duty to still report to you the events that occurred on that day.

1.  We went to church.

2.  The Lumberjack and I helped serve in children's ministry at the aforementioned church.

Fun Fact:  I have been serving in children's ministry for 5 years.

Even Funner Fact:  The Lumberjack has not.

Fun Fact:  The Lumberjack told me that if I moved to Ruralville, he would help me in children's ministry.

Even Funner Fact:  The first Sunday we went to church after our move I signed him right up.

Regretful Fact:  I totes should have got more perks out of this Ruralville deal.

Raise your hand if you have no idea what "totes" means.

Moving on.

3.  After church, we were engaged to go boating, beaching, and barbecuing with my crazy-kin in-laws.

Yet, the weather was not agreeable.

60 degrees. Gray, cloudy skies. Windy.

Does this stop my inlaws?

No.

No, it does not.

Go to the beach we shall!

My in-laws are a strange peoples.

4.  I watched Jason BBQ up some delicious all beef patties while wearing swim trunks and a winter coat.

Remember Jason?

5.  We ate.  We visited.  We froze to death.

6.  Next we went to my parents house for another BBQ.

You see, dear readers, once you move out to the middle of NOWHERE, you have to make the most of your trip to civilization and visit every friend, relative, and acquaintance in one day.

For you know not when you shall see them again.

7.  There was a whole assortment of peoples at this BBQ.  My Uncle Greg was there and he was bound and determined to be in this blog post.  So he had his friend, Darla, take pictures with her camera phone and email them to me for your viewing pleasure.

Everyone say, "Hi, Greg!  Hi, Darla!"

Now, here are some events/photos from the BBQ at my parents' house.

Please.

Try to contain your excitement.

 Event #1:

This is my dad and Uncle Greg.

They are showing about 3% of the stash of grilled corn on the cob they hoarded and hid from everyone else.

You see, dear readers, my dad brought in a platter of grilled corn on the cob inside for the rest of us.

Yet, unbeknownst to us, Dad and Greg hid a significant amount of grilled corn in the BBQ so they could have all they wanted without sharing.

And, as they were feasting on their vast supply of corn, us common folk were inside fighting over who got the last piece.

Whatever, Dad and Greg.

Whatever.

Lest any of you are confused, my dad is the one on the right.

Remember my dad?

 Event #2

My sister was there.

She brought with her two friends.

I enjoyed these three people for they entertained my children for most of the evening.

While they were playing an enjoyable game of freeze tag, I heard my sister scold Handsome Dude for leaving his glasses in the grass.

Sister Meagan:  Buddy!  You can't just throw your glasses in the grass!  They are broken now!

Handsome Dude:  I not!

Sister Meagan:  Yes. You did.  They are right here.

Handsome Dude:  I not!

Me:  Wait!  His glasses are in Mom's room! 

Sister Meagan:  No.  They are right here.

Me:  Sweet!  Those are the glasses that have been missing for like 3 weeks!

We all had a good laugh . . . a chuckle, if you will . . . over that one.

Attention Dad:  How did you not notice this while mowing the lawn?

Event #3

My cousin, who conveniently also goes by the name of Greg, was there with his new fiance Talia.

They were just engaged the day prior.

Sadly, this news must be brought to you picture less.

For I am a loser.

Event #4

This is a picture of me.

In this picture, I am begging, nay pleading, with my husband to build us a fire.

I would like you all to know he refused.

This is what happens when you are married for 9 years, 361 days.

He no longer feels the need to swoon me.

Event #5

This is my mom and dad.

My Mom:  Grant. It is cold.  Can you build a fire?

My Dad:  Yes, I can.

And then, he built her a fire.

Attention Mother:  Teach me your ways, O Wise One.

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That concludes my recap of our cold, chilly, corn-filled 4th of July.

I hope you all had a splendid weekend!

Happy Tuesday!