Proud to be an American

Wow, it's been awhile since I have been here. Not very surprising, I usually get bored with things quickly. That's not to say I haven't had things in my mind to blog about. I've even done some crafty things I could show you all. I just haven't because with one I'm waiting till it's closer to the 4th of July to post, another is going to be someone's Christmas present and I don't want them to see it and something else I'm kinda waiting till I have more to show you all. Do you like how I say 'you all'? As if there are other people reading my ramblings.

This is the Memorial Day weekend. Facebook is already full of people posting their plans for going out of town. Pay attention robbers, they are letting you know their houses will be unoccupied for the entire weekend! No need to rush those T.V.'s and computers out the door, stay awhile, make a sandwich, rifle through the jewelry to make sure you get the good stuff. Heck, stay the night in their Egyptian Cotton sheets.

Other people are posting about the cookouts they are having, the family reunions, and how excited they are to have an extra day or two off work. I've only seen a few posting about what Memorial Day actually means. It's like people forget, or maybe don't even know to begin with.  It's often referred to as the "Official Start of Summer". That will ring some truth here in the south since temps are going to be in the 90's.

I'm not sure what I will do this year, but here is what I did last year on Memorial Day. I went to 2 of our local Veteran's cemeteries. I don't know anyone buried in either cemetery, nor did I go with someone who did have a loved one there. I went to pay my respect to those strangers I didn't know, to those men and woman who wanted to serve their country, fight for me when called to do so, make sure I will live in my happy little world. I love my country. I love the beauty of this land. I cry when I see fireworks, I bawl like a baby when Lee Greenwood sings about how proud he is to be an American. I swell with pride when I hear our National Anthem and when my 5 year old nephew recites the Pledge of Allegiance.

Thank you to all our veterans, past and present. To those currently enlisted over seas who know that they may never see their beloved country or family ever again. I hope everyone has a fun, safe weekend, but that we do so with pride, with honor and that we never forget...