Tea Parties, Ribs, and Wet Dogs

“To sit back hoping that someday, some way, someone will make things right is to go on feeding the crocodile, hoping he will eat you last -- but eat you he will.” -- Ronald Reagan

Wake up America.

Open your eyes. 

Take the time to listen to what is actually being said and done.

Does any of it make sense?

No?

Does it make you mad?

Yes?

Oh.

WELL THEN GET UP AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!

Do not trust a few to do the work. YOU must do something. YOU must say something. YOU must act before you no longer have the right to.

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Ahhh... the 4th of July.... Independence Day....

I love my country.

The family and I had a very fun and busy 4th.

We attended 2 Tea Parties. 

One was held in Jackson, Tennessee. We 

estimated about a thousand in attendance.

We left the Jackson Tea Party a little early so we could drive to the Tipton County Tea Party. We skipped lunch and everything to get there. Let it be known that I NEVER skip lunch unless it is a dire situation. 

I won the sign contest.  If I don't blog for a few days then it is probably because I have been kidnapped by the secret service. Please send help. Don't let them take me!

Like I said above, we skipped lunch. So by the time we left the Tipton County Tea Party, we were HUNGRY. Actually, hungry isn't a strong enough word. I could have eaten my own hand by that point. But that would have been cannibalism, which is frowned upon.

We decided to drive to Memphis and eat at the best place in town: The Rendezvous. Ahhh....it makes my stomach growl just thinking about it.

History Lesson: The Rendezvous has been the best place to get ribs and barbeque since 1948. It can be found in an alley in downtown Memphis. If you are looking for white table clothes and five-course meals, The Rendezvous is not the place for you. If you are looking for the best meal of your life, then you found it.

You can smell the ribs from this place for miles. If they bottled the smell wafting out of the doors, I would buy it and where it as perfume...seriously.

We were lucky because we only had about a 45 minute wait. Some days you would have to wait two hours for a table. Any wait would be worth some of their ribs, though.

One sign that a place is going to have fabulous food is that they slap down several packets of individual wet ones. The messier the food, the better. It's a proven fact.

See that man right there? Yea he is one of the waiters at The Rendezvous and he has been for the past 48 years. Most of the waiters have similar stories. They all have worked there FOREVER, and they all rake in hundreds of dollars in tips most nights. 

This photo has nothing to do with tea parties, The Rendezvous, or the 4th of July. I just took it while we were downtown and thought it was pretty...

We were on the way home when it started raining. 

The bad thing was that we had left Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher in the pen outside. I mean, they had a dog house to seek shelter in, but still. 

Needless to say, they were both utterly, and helplessly filthy and soaked when we finally got home. Therefore, they immediately went to the tub for a quick bath. What a way to end the 4th of July, huh?

This picture depicts them both perfectly. Reagan is always sniffing SOMETHING, in this case, the dog shampoo bottle, and Thatcher is always trying to escape, in this case her prison is the tub. That is my mom's arm if you are wondering. If you weren't, oh well, now you know.

God Bless America.

Grace