Uggg!

I just dropped a bottle of liquid fabric softener on the floor. The cap shattered, and softner went every where. I was barefoot. At least my hands and feet smell like "mountain rain" now. Oy. Time to go back to bed I think!

Jubilee Days

I slept until 11:30 am today. Haven't done that in YEARS! It was a long weekend. Jubilee Days is our town's summer festival, and I'm on the organization committee. Ran around all day Friday getting ready. We were supposed to serve food at the street dance, but it started raining at 1 pm and didn't let up until well after 8 pm. As a result the truck pull was cancelled too.

Saturday was the big day. Up early and went hard all day. The parade was the first big event.


There was a lot of activity in the park; a mechanical bull, dunk tank, water fights, and four huge inflatables for the kids (or kids at heart).

This little guy was so cute. He ran from one end of the water fight puddle to the other a million times.

This year we held a sidewalk chalk decorating contest. Orignally scheduled for Friday night, we were hoping their artwork would be on display all day Saturday. But with the rain we had to post pone to Saturday afternoon.



The Cambridge 1941 fire truck, lovingly referred to as "Whitey".

After my part was done, I watched as the fire department put on an awesome fireworks display. We hung out with friends around a bon fire until the wee hours of the morning.

It was a long couple of days, but totally worth it. Time to start thinking about next year!

Photography Adventure

Yesterday afternoon my good friend and I headed west to the covered bridges of Winterset. The area is most known for the 1995 Clint Eastwood and Meryl Streep movie "The Bridges of Madison County". I had never been before, so I was really excited to check it out.

Apparently a lot of people have this dumb urge to write on these bridges. Most were built in the 1800s. Seriously?! Who would do that? But I have to admit it made for some interesting reading.

After touring a few bridges still in tact where they were originally built in the country, we headed into town. My friend's dad, who grew up in the area, helped move one of the bridges into the city park when he was in high school.

We drove through the park on a narrow, rough road. Kinda wished I had four wheel drive at the time. We came across a cool tower, also built in the 1800s. As we went to leave I tugged the handle. Locked. Checked my pockets. No keys. My friend saw them dangling from the ignition. UGG!

My cell phone was locked inside, as was my friend's phone. Thanks to a very nice woman who took pity on us, I was able to call the Winterset police and a very nice officer got us back into my car.

It was quite the adventure. At least I got some neat images from it all!