People call us renegades cause we like living crazy

Yesterday was the annual fourth of July barbecue my parents host each year for all the family.  In the morning people golfed and in the afternoon the barbecue began and included soccer, kickball, and "Just Dance".  It was so much fun.  My mom had worked so hard on everything before and it was so great that the weather cooperated!  


The best part for me was spending time with my siblings - all of them.  We were all together and it was wonderful, completely wonderful.  I got to play with my niece the past couple of days and she is so special.  I got to just sit and talk to everyone and catch up and just hang out.  All five of us, spouses and child included.


The last few months have brought to mind just how important they all are to me.  It makes me sad to think of getting caught up in some kind of life that doesn't include them all constantly.  It makes me grateful and happy that we get to keep trying.


So this Kings of Leon song has really caught me lately.  I know I'm late coming to the "Kings of Leon are cool" party, but it's good stuff and I've never been cool.  I think this song also speaks to my rather rabid biological cravings for a baby!  I was warned this would happen and I scoffed.  Ha!  That's what I get.  


PS Life without ice packs is nasty and brutish (to paraphrase Hobbes).  I can't wait until this frostbite crap heals because I am just hanging on here.  I seem to always forget how much worse this can get.  Maybe that's a mixed blessing.  All I know is less itching, more numbing!  Oh, and I also know that if you take 8 aleve and 8 advil, it doesn't help the pain but you sleep like a baby.