The good thing about getting diagnosed on July 4 is that there is always something fun to do and people are always willing to celebrate with you. On Saturday I went to my friend’s house for a cookout. Delicious food, amazing people and fun times: what better way to start off a celebratory weekend? On Saturday Mom and I played tennis in the morning. She kicked my butt! But diabetes did not. We then headed up to the lake for a day of fun in the sun. The sun wasn’t there, but the family and friends were, and the good times and fireworks. And of course a little water skiing too. I learned how to water ski at a friend’s party on the way home from Camp Carefree as a kid, so pretty fitting that it was included in my weekend. And of course, it is one of my favorite things. On Sunday, Mom and I rode our bikes to the small town parade between 5-10 miles away. We watched the parade: tractors, horses, water guns and all other sorts of cute goings-on in a small town parade. After getting back, we went over to my grandparent’s to see some out-of-town family stopping in for a few days. After enjoying a delicious BBQ, we went home and over to the neighbor’s to relax pool-side. And what a great weekend it was.