My Goodness
After yesterday’s picnic, this Grammie was still in bed at 9:30. What woke me up was Dennis making sure the blankets were still moving by me breathing. I really did need to get up as my back began aching as soon as I moved under the blankets.
I do admit, hosting a family picnic is quite a bit of planning and work. It all did go off without a hitch. The foods that needed to be chilled were on ice. Three crock-pots kept hot and warm what needed for a good serving temp. All we offered for drinks was chilled water. A few brought their own beer. No one got out of hand. The grandchildren are all getting a few wise years on them as they have become parents. Four of the five of Dennis’ children were able to be here for the day.
What made my day was two-fold: Dennis’ well-being in enjoying himself and . . . having the great grands feeling so comfortable at our home. The buckets of the Schleich animals that were Megan and Nicholas’ favorite at our home kept the great grand girls busy for hours. The five great grands that were here, needed no invite, they knew just where to go in the basement to bring them to the patio. As I said, they have all been here often enough to know how to roust out the dust bunnies. Yup, the animals went right back on the shelves in the basement after the day until the next time we have children here. Only one granddaughter from Mankato has never had her two children here to visit in our home. They are two and six. I know they would have had the best time joining right in.
A few freezer bags of beans and Bar-B-Q hit the freezer, but the food had disappeared to good stead. The crock-pots are back on their resting shelves in the basement. After I had the food containers washed and then care of, I went out to the patio porch at about 5:30. Dennis was welcoming the porch kitties home after, I am sure, they felt they had been displaced. Dennis was enjoying a bottle of water and agreed it had been a great day, but . . . he confided he was glad everyone had gone home. Dennis was weary from such a busy day. Though he had not helped in the preparing of the food, he had contributed hugely by ramrodding, getting tables and chairs set up ahead of time.
Dennis and I are spoiled. We love family. We love family coming over . . . usually in pairs or by four. This group of 25 had been over the top. It was better than groups getting together for funerals.
Here it is the later part of the day and . . . I am still in my robe and slippers. Maybe just getting a head start on bedtime. Why not!