Lake Cornelia

Last weekend the Wife, Homer, and I got in the car and headed to Lake Cornelia to visit in in-law's lake house.  Homer was the star ... for about two seconds.  That is when we saw Sophie.  The Wife's brother TI and family had a new puppy named Sophie and, like all puppies, was the cutest thing in the world, yes she was.  Homer wasn't fazed by her cutitude and pretty much ignored her and took a liking to some of her toys instead.  He latched on to Tiger and just walked around aimlessly taking in all the new sights.  Eventually Sophie got brave and started bouncing at Homer.  Homer wasn't sure what to make of her.

The weather on the 5th was perfect.  The day was spent eating, drinking, enjoying the annual fourth of July boat parade (the Father-In-Law, with the help of the Wife, TE, the nieces, and the nephew, came in second place, winning the $20 prize and a new horseshoes set), and watched the fireworks.  While Homer handled the Omaha fireworks with ease, the more intimate (i.e. louder) venue was too much for him.  One loud boom inspired Homer to run out of the front gate and down the middle of the road.  Fortunately the Wife caught him and we put him in the house.  He walked fast, but did not run, from room to room looking for, but never finding, a safe place to hide.  He eventually found a bedroom to sit and pant loudly in.  CA, TI's wife, sat with Homer and Sophie and helped calm the poor guy down.  Thank you CA.

On Sunday things wound down.  People started to leave after finishing the leftovers.  We left a little early to see if we could beat the rain.  We managed to get home without encountering any rain.

This will certainly become an annual thing for us now that we are so close.  Another reason we moved to the Midwest.