Sunday Evening
It is just about five in the afternoon and . . . shh . . . Dennis and I are home alone.
What a great day of activity on Stauffer Avenue. There was a group of 25 for the Curry picnic today. The ages ranged from 83 to 2. I have no idea if it was hot out or if it was humid out. I kept to the schedule I had going for myself in my head to get this pulled off. I know that I kept an eye out on Dennis and he made his rounds from the back patio to the front patio and to the tables that were set up in the car garage. He socialized to a huge degree. The food was enjoyed and yup . . . there is a small amount of everything left over. Dennis and I are taking it slow on the cleanup. I know that before we go to bed all will be in its place as if nothing had happened except knowing it was a good day of family getting together.
This next week will be on the slow side for the two of us and I know that we are deserving of it. We did good!