Praise the Lord (PTL)

It's been a few days since the last time I blogged, but I swear, I have a good reason! On Saturday, my uncle, Cousin OMY, and Aunt "Rose" arrived about 5 PM or so. Since then, several things have happened. Some rather interesting things.

Today, my cousin OMY, Aunt "Rose", mom, sister, and I all went to Greenfield Village in Dearborn. For those who don't know what Greenfield Village is, I'll explain. It's a collection of old renovated or reproduction buildings such as Noah Webster's home. We've been going forever, but this was my cousin's first trip there. We left early because the forecast was that there were going to be severe thunderstorms around 1 or 2 PM. Luckily, the downpour didn't start until after we left at around 3 PM. While there, we walked around and looked at all the houses and such. One of the buildings was a country doctor, whose "extract of wahoo" you can see in the picture. My cousin and aunt wanted to go on a horse-drawn carriage ride, so they went and got a "ride pass", which lets you go on unlimited amounts of carriage/Model-T/carousel rides. My mom, sister, and I went and got ice cream in the meantime. I got a vanilla cone dipped in butterscotch, but since it was about 90 degrees F outside, quite a bit of the ice cream dripped onto my hands, arms, around my face, and surprisingly, my legs. I had to lean over so that I didn't drip anything onto my clothing. After that, everyone, minus my mom, rode a Model-T around the village. It was the second time that I have rode them, but this time it seemed shorter. Also, the driver wasn't that talkative, either. Because they had free rides to the merry-go-round, Aunt "Rose" and OMY decided that they couldn't pass it up, and rode around once. It was pretty funny. By then, the rain clouds were coming in, and we decided that it was time to leave. Speaking of funny, both my cousin and aunt wore their "Effingham Hearts" t-shirts that they picked up at a Walmart's in Illinois on the way up. I swear, they must have been stopped 5 or 6 times and asked about it. One guy even hesitated to pronounce Effingham, which is pronounced just as you would imagine it to be. Hilarious!

Since my relatives arrived, we have been playing either Apples to Apples or Mexican Train Dominoes almost every night. Last night, I won two out of the three games that we played of Apples to Apples. Let's just say that the experience was... interesting. Most of the times that we play, it's after desert, so we're a little hyper. We now have this new catch phrase that we randomly burst out and say: "PRAISE THE LORD". Just like that, in all caps, while raising your hands, palms out. You would probably recognize it if you saw it. Anyway, we've shortened it to PTL, which I texted to a bunch of my friends, who returned my message with equal parts confusion and bemused. For now that's all, but I'm sure that there will be many more interesting to report in the next few days.