The Monkey Wrapped His Tail ‘Round The Flagpole…
Friends, it seems that there a couple things I should’ve known before the July 4th holiday. First, no matter how much icing you put on a cake…
…if its primary ingredients are salt and vinegar, you can’t help but be disappointed with dessert.
The cake, in this charming metaphor, was the cabin itself. No manner of icing, or gingerbread, or little touches were enough to glaze over the undercurrent of familial discontent that rose to the surface that bright weekend. That’s neither here nor there though. As they say, I don’t have a dog in that hunt.
What I do know is that most of us had a good time. There was giggling:
there was fishing…
a little parade…
a nice pony in that same parade…
little kids playing in the dirtiest dirt in the western United States…
somebody who might need a nap…
…and, oh yeah, cake.
More later,
bob