Home

Now whether or not that is a good thing, I don't know. But we are and we survived the long drive home, border crossing and all.

We got home Wednesday evening. Spent Thursday/Friday catching up on grocery shopping, visiting MIL and preparing for the Scottish Festival. Friday was also the day Kenny decided to run a high fever and complained of a sore throat. By the Tattoo he was feeling better but only lasted a couple of hours before I had to take him home. So I missed the one thing that I wanted to see. Hubby was supposed to march in the 'Walk of the Clans' but when he got to the meeting area, he discovered all other Clan reps where in full Scottish dress. So he backed out (don't blame him one bit).

Then comes Saturday. What a wash out that was. Literally. The rain held off until our tent was set up. Then it wouldn't stop. A total of 4 thunderstorms rolled through, with very heavy rain in between. We finally gave up at 2 and packed it in. We were standing in ankle deep water, the tent was leaking and it was getting cold. Not a good day. We came home, dried off and headed back, there was a band that was supposed to be playing that I was interested in hearing and I wanted to show Maddy some more Highland dancing, but for the first time in history the rain won. The festival was shut down. Sad to see, especially since they had to cancel all the band competitions and heavy events.

Sunday started out better, we headed back to catch all that we missed on Saturday. Most displays had packed it in and didn't bother to come back. Don't blame them, really since the forecast was calling for more rain and possible thunderstorms. Sure enough the clouds rolled in again, along with some thunder for good measure. We just came home.

So now it's back to real life. Laundry needs doing, Hubby is back at work and Kenny is back at school. Hopefully the Fall Fair will be better!