It’s beautiful here. About 84. But we sure could use some rain.
Brother-in-law came over and helped fix the hole in the roof of the shed. So, that much is done.
Mrs. is at her second wedding shower for the weekend. It’s a big wedding summer for us. We’ve realized hitting 50 we’re going to the weddings of our friend’s kids. ‘Cept this one it’s a woman in the choir. In her 40s. Never married.
Going to take Luke to thepool here in a few. He needs to get out of the house.
Well since I’m here...
Well, you could quit now and still claim some success for the day then.
We have to go into town and get hay and cat food.
Back in a bit!
I’m fixin’ to start up the grill.
Heh, we know what you mean about attending the weddings of your friend’s children; however, wait till you start going to weddings of your friend’s grandchildren. We’ve done that one already, the grandson of our old neighbors got married after he finished boot camp and was heading off for advanced medic training. Whoa, where did the years go....
So do I but there are a hundred things to be done here.