And I thought the day was over...

Cicada casings.

July 7, 2007

(as a man greeted to us- "Happy July 7, 2007- 7/7/07 and God Bless!" I realized when was this date ever gonna happen again in our lifetime?)

Thank goodness, I missed the season of the cicadas. They come out every 7-8 years to mate, lay their eggs, and then to die. These are dead ones at my feet- hundreds of them. But when they are out, you'll know it, you can hear their deafening buzz or insect noise, or they just simply fly into your hair and get tangled there! My sister has a video of them swarming a plant in her front yard. And they are UGLY- red and black, very intimidating features. And I hear they taste like crispy chicken.

Click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PcFK3p2A6Vk

Beer buddies hanging around the bar. Mom and me. Doesn't mom look great?

Just when I thought we would come home from Chicago and rest, my family wanted a BBQ-get- together. And did they go out of their way- ribs and shishkabobs, homemade potato scallop, corn on the cob, and beans. My youngest brother Eric brought some interesting outdoor findings with him, like a rock used for cutting he found on an anthropology excusion in the forests of southern Illinois (date of rock unknown) and a couple of racoon and possum animal skulls. My sister was disgusted and told him to remove it from the kitchen.

My brothers Eric and Fredi, Derek's girlfriend Jen.

We ate finally at 10pm, when the food was ready. I passed out again from heat exhaustion and food coma.

Derek (usually with food in his mouth- ha) and Mom eating a lot (yeah!)

My sister Cheri gets the couch and her hubby Matthew gets to sleep on the floor with the family dog. (haha) Both passed out from the heat and day's event.