Labor Day Weekend

I've been sitting here thinking about writing and knowing that I have absolutely nothing to say.
Grey, Mom, and I traveled out to Shelby Forest to see Dee Dee and to get into the pool. Uncle Cliff said, while trying to locate a hole in one of our very large floats, said that we would have to be pretty darn tough to get into that water. It was very cold but we got in just the same. Grey decided that he wanted to stick his little toes in for a few minutes, but otherwise he just watched me and Leigh swim. Or actually, it was more like jumping and trying to stay warm while holding our drinks in the air.
I am trying to be excited that college football has begun again. I don't really understand the game that most of my high school weekends were spent enduring while I was in band. So I have recently asked Big to explain it, slowly. I know that this will be hilarious and definitely blog worthy after we spend an entire football game sitting in the living room trying to learn. At least I will possibly be able to keep up with the rest of the world. I am constantly checking the news and politics, but football seems to be more popular and maybe I can get on board, finally.
Until next time, have a great labor day weekend, and be safe.