Nice Weekend
Friday Night: Went to Patti’s for Groupies. We were all there, which I liked, because frequently one of us has other commitments. We have decided to read Scott Hahn’s THE LAMB’S SUPPER which is about the Mass and the Book of Revelation. Patti had a chicken cacciatore sort of dish over pasta, salad, bread, and key lime pie for dessert. Delish! Then while were were praying for all our various intentions, it started to storm, and one thunderclap was so loud that my heart stopped for a fraction of a second and Michele screamed bloody murder and the doorbell rang. We said Thor wanted to come in. When we finally left, Patti noticed that her doorbell was fried.
Saturday: Up very early to go to Deb’s and set out yard sale stuff in her driveway. It was the annual Deacon Hills yard sale. She, as well as Michele and I, had stuff, but she had to go to work so I sat at the sale. We didn’t make but about $100 all total, but we got rid of some junk. It was pleasant out, not too hot, but when it started to rain I had to drag everything into the garage and back out again. What didn’t sell (in case anyone is interested)–Deb’s little plastic patio set (white round table with 4 chairs and cushions), her Ab-lounger, her Lowe’s push mower (hardly used), Michele’s milk glass dishes, and her George Foreman rotisserie. Then I went to the Valley, picked up Mombo, and we joined John, Dana, Bruce, Kathleen, Greg, and Jerry Raisor at the Great American Brass Band Festival. Dana and Kathleen cooked wonderful food–hummus and chutney over cheese with crackers, caesar salad, bread with pesto, roasted baby summer squashes, salmon salad, cherry-berry pie! All I had to bring was the wine and the Mombo! The music was great, the weather completely pleasant. We got to see Jim and Beth and her family, too. Well, actually, everyone else did–I saw Jim, but by the time I got up to their table they had already left–I was too busy talking and loving the music.
Sunday: Even though Mombo and I had a late night, we made it to church for a beautiful Mass and special Father’s Day homily by Fr. Pat Dolan. Took a few minutes to sip coffee and talk to James and Susan, then stopped at IGA because avocados were on sale. They didn’t have them, but we got a good deal on white vinegar so now we are ready to clean up a storm. I headed back to Kelley Ridge to pack, but later on in the afternoon Jerry R. called to say he was in Lex having made an appearance at an Arts function at Talon Winery for the Bluegrass Community College, so I headed into town and we are at Bonefish Grill for his Father’s Day (they gave him a free coffee mug!). We hung out at our favorite store in Hamburg, Half Price Books where both of us should be banned from entry, and then to Graeters for some mocha chip ice cream. Called Pops to say Happy Father’s Day, and we talked for over half and hour. Perfect ending to a near perfect weekend–now can I have just another day or so to get everything else done?