dinner out, anyone?
We spent an educational morning getting the yard mowed and raked. Our mowing system is a bit complicated, usually involving at least one trip for gas to the corner market, one wheel falling off a riding mower, one iced tea break, one potty break, and one running-out-of-gas situation. We especially wanted the yard looking nice for a photo-shoot this evening. The occasion? A photo-shoot of gussied-up CFA students, en route to their class dinner.
After an afternoon at Honey Dew Acres for #1 Daughter's riding lesson, I gave the lawn the once-over, placed a serving table under the shade of the apple trees, and dusted off our wooden camp chairs for guests. I must say, we almost look presentable.
Then I came into the kitchen to the screams of #1 Daughter, who was recoiling at something horrifying in the refrigerator. The worms that they dug up yesterday for fishing had escaped, and were draped throughout the interior of the fridge, seeking escape. There was even one in the lunch-meat drawer, much to our disgust.
We were going to have grilled sandwiches for dinner, but everyone's appetite has suddenly fled.
Don't worry, CFA students. We are only serving iced tea, and it was stored on the kitchen counter.
Have a memorable dinner at the Lobster House, everybody!
After an afternoon at Honey Dew Acres for #1 Daughter's riding lesson, I gave the lawn the once-over, placed a serving table under the shade of the apple trees, and dusted off our wooden camp chairs for guests. I must say, we almost look presentable.
Then I came into the kitchen to the screams of #1 Daughter, who was recoiling at something horrifying in the refrigerator. The worms that they dug up yesterday for fishing had escaped, and were draped throughout the interior of the fridge, seeking escape. There was even one in the lunch-meat drawer, much to our disgust.
We were going to have grilled sandwiches for dinner, but everyone's appetite has suddenly fled.
Don't worry, CFA students. We are only serving iced tea, and it was stored on the kitchen counter.
Have a memorable dinner at the Lobster House, everybody!
posted by thisrequiresthought at 4:11 PM
3 Comments:
Hey, Nancy. I saw your offer to Paul and thought I would let you know I'm dreaming of painting the trim in my front rooms this summer...if you are looking for something to do. ;)
if I can bask in your presence while toiling?
...YES.
One has every right to be disgusted at the notion of worms in the lunch-meat drawer. Everyone knows that worms are for breakfast, the earlier the better.
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