Another 4th has come and gone

Sunday night and the weekend is drawing to a close. It was a good long weekend. Our camping/jetskiiing bash went well. Weather was really good, especially for our night in the tent on Friday. While no one will ever mistake Michigan City for luxury, it has everything we needed. Especially good friends and a nice place to put the tent. After a day on Lake Michigan, which was surprisingly not hypothermia-inducing cold, we gathered around the fire and relaxed.
Me, Our Lady of BYU, and the stunningly patient SML
CAL and The Boy hanging outside the tent

Yeah, that's our big tent in the background of the above-referenced photo. Indeed, we have two, count them two, tents. It boggles the mind, I know. We also have two queen-size air mattresses fully inflated in there. No reason to be uncomfortable.

And speaking of uncomfortable, how's this to make a Dad proud of his two daughters:
Our Lady of BYU and CAL hamming it up!

They are good. They really are and it was good to spend the weekend with them. One thing that I witnessed this weekend at the Lake prompts a question of my good readers - if you saw two jet-skis anchored off of a beach, would you automatically assume that they were free for the taking? Well, this vexing question had to be posed to some dolt who climbed up on one of our friends' jetskis. He was getting ready to haul off on it when we noticed it. When the simple question of "Dude, what are you doing?" was posed to him, this mental giant was perplexed. His retort..."I thought they were the beach's." Did you also think the contents of the safe in the bank were yours for the taking, simply because you were in there? Umm, no, Looter Boy, just because it's there and locked up, doesn't mean it's yours. Nice.

So now Sunday, as I said, winds down. We did have some excitement while getting religion today. About a five-foot piece of crown molding from one of the skylights in the chapel ceiling came crashing down during ward business. I wasn't conducting today but it certainly was exciting. Our building is a little old, okay, a lot old, and it's well-worn. We think that since the air hasn't been working and has turned the chapel into a Turkish bath that the wood, or whatever said piece of molding was tacked into, has expanded. It'll make next Sunday all the more exciting. As they should be. Getting church'd needs to be exciting.