Friday, as I mentioned before, we spent time with my sister and her descendents. I was so thankful for that little get-together! Then Saturday my sister called and wondered if they could take me up on the offer I’d made: A hot-dog roast in the pasture and tractor and horseback rides for the children.
That was really great, because this time my daughter and her family could join us. This whole gathering was a truly rare event that might not happen again, since we’re all so scattered across the country.
Yesterday Cliff and I decided that since motorcycle season will soon draw to a close, we’d better get a ride in; we went to Versailles , visited and Cliff's Aunt Gertrude and her ailing son, and had a wonderful meal there. This aunt always insists on having at least a dozen different dishes on the table for a meal; by the time she’s done, you can barely see the table-top! And unlike the way I do things, each food item must be in a proper bowl: none of this business of just setting the pan on the table, as I’m prone to do. So cleanup means lots of dishes to wash, what with the pans the food was cooked in and the dishes all twelve items were served in. I washed, she dried.
On this, the final day of the holiday weekend, we’re having my daughter’s family over and the son-in-law will barbecue. If today follows the trend of the last few days, it may well turn into the best Labor Day weekend ever.
I’m doing this entry with Windows Live Writer; we’ll see how it works for me.