I said all that to say this: My sweet Blue Jay has asthma, and it kept her home from her church's summer song/dance/praise camp today. She was bummed. It's times like these I'm so thankful for modern technology. In between her doctor appt., and chest x-rays, I got to text back and forth with her, and sort of keep her mind off her rotten-no good-very bad day. Prayers would be appreciated.
Meanwhile, here at Branson, it was a lovely day. We met up with some of Cowboy's family at Stone Castle Resort, where the reunion we came here for is being held.
Here's the Cowboy nest to the Resort's Knight-on-a-White-Horse statue. Of course, You-Know-Who has always been my knight in shining armor. (Hint: the one on the left with the great legs!)
Back in the fifth wheel, we just chilled and hung out with Charlie Chihuahua for a while.
I really don't understand why they won't let me take Charlie into the theaters. Think I could convince them he's my seeing eye dog? It might help if he would quit biting people's ankles.
Anyway, I wouldn't have missed this show for anything in the world. Not even for Charlie. It's called Smoke on the Mountain. Hilarious. And perfect casting. We laughed. Out loud. A lot.
Well, that was my day. The next couple of days will be devoted to family. Really looking forward to visiting with them.