So, I'm sitting in the kitchen eating my dinner. Buffy is close by, starting hers. Mom is upstairs. It is near dusk, but light outside. Temperatures are falling so we opened all the windows on the ground floor; mom opened the ones in our bedroom above the deck.

Next thing we know, Brent has just lighted a smoke bomb and away it goes. Updraft, into the three windows in the kitchen and the opened door. It rises and goes into our bedroom and mom wants to know where the odor is coming from. After a good, well-deserved chid from Buffy, Brent elects to not do it anymore. I told Buffy I guess I just didn't let my kids light many fireworks when they were younger at home. So, this is Brent's big year; Trevin's was last year. Dave and fam are coming over so that'll add to the festivities.

Our neighbors took their annual trip to Chehalis to the indian reservation up there. The things they got are legal but cheaper up there. Must be really cheaper if you consider the cost of driving up and back. We just bought our's up on highway 99. People are allowed to blow away there works starting on the 28th of June and up to 5 July at 11pm. Tomorrow, 4th of July, you can do it to midnight. There is a 250 dollar fine for exceeding the curfew and 500 dollar fine for using bottle rockets, M-80's and firecrackers. But, hey, it is OK to use these three inch cannon/motar launcher balls and blow them 300 feet up with quad retorts. And they think bottle rockets should be outlawed. How about those little airplanes and bees that take off into oblivion, with no course except to exhaust all their powder. Sparks fly and they take off over homes, into driveways, right by the heads of spectators. Oh well.

So, we're filling a 10 foot x 30 inch Intex rubber pool for the kids tomorrow. I put it on the back concrete slab of the old original deck. Should do okay there if no one trys to dive into the pool. 30 inches is pretty high for stepping over the edge so we have to work out some sort of lift/stair thing for that.

Life is good her. Grandma is doing okay. Really needs to get back to her rest home where she knows people. Darn hips. Mom visits her daily; I fill in when I can get away.

Love you all and look forward to the new grandchildren and the old ones at the reunion. It should be a great time. Will expecially miss Mike not being there. Hang in there Mike; you are NOT forgotten.

See ya soon.......or later........Dad