After school lets out in June, we are going to Arizona to visit my family for two weeks. Tim is coming along this time. Some of you may recall the last time we went, Tim allowed his family to choose a day for us to do whatever they wanted with them. Their choice turned out to consist of driving a few miles to a desert shooting range with the family, including children and pregnant women, and eating scrambled eggs. Henry shot a hand gun. On the one hand, if anyone can survive the zombie apocalypse, it will be them. That must be something of a comfort. On the other, this time we'll be in town for the Fourth of July. Whatever they have cooked up will be very, very loud.