I was up in the small town my grandparents used to live in - have an aunt and a bunch of cousins who still live there. Family reunion was in my aunt's back yard. The evening of the 4th, we went to the town's celebrations which were a throw back to the WAY past - politicians giving speeches, those running for office were pressing the flesh, blue grass band played, church choir sang, Chamber of Commerce grilled hot dogs and sold sodas, and finally the volunteer fire department put on the fireworks show over the river. Was a pretty good fireworks show.

Meanwhile back at the house I was staying in (my aunt's "camp" - single wide trailer - down by the lake), my normally calm while inside dog, was trying to break out of the bathroom. I hadn't locked her in there, but apparently while wandering around, the door closed behind her. She managed to pull the door trim off the walls in her escape attempts. So saturday afternoon I got to do a repair