Father's Day and Funnel Cakes

When life gives you lemons, have some LEMONADE!

This post is much belated (work has been crazy in the best way!) but I had to talk about my weekend in Indiana.

It feels so good to finally be within a reasonable driving distance of my parents.  I just like knowing they're not too far away...  I drove home on Friday after work, in time to spend the evening with my Mom.  We talked about my new job, watched some TV, and waited for Dad to get home from poker night.  It was just so nice to get HUGS!  I can't believe I've spent the last decade so far from them, and now I might have a chance to see them once a month or so.  SUCH HAPPINESS TO EXPRESS!

Saturday, I promised Dad that I would volunteer with him and the local Lions Club, trying to start a new club in Loogootee, Indiana.  We went to their Summerfest to give out balloons to kids and offer free vision screenings.  It was a super hot day, but I really enjoyed myself.  We caught the tail end of the local parade, which reminded me of the 4th of July parade in Linton that we used to go to.  (Think trucks and small-town beauty queens throwing Tootsie Rolls to the crowds in lawn chairs.)  I even got to have some funnel cake.

"Parade"

AMERICA!

Volunteer

When we got home, we went to Taste of India as a family (I was shocked Dad suggested it!) and then I met up with friends at The Rail (they had an AMAZING peach cocktail special) and Scholar's Inn.  I always feel lucky that I can still find friends who are home when I visit... even though some of my favorites are planning to move soon!  I'm just glad they continue to put up with me (and my incessant talking) after all these years... it's been 10 years since high school, and they haven't managed to shake me off yet.  I'm so thankful to have them in my life, even though we don't see each other often enough.

On Sunday, Father's Day, I was Dad's sous-chef for our traditional pancake breakfast.  Every Sunday that I was home growing up, we all had pancakes, scrambled eggs, smokey links, and orange juice.  Always with Bisquick!  I'm happy to say this is how we spent the morning.  Then I packed my bags (including the Spam musubi that Mom made for me!) and headed back to Tennessee.