The travel day was pretty much as we like them, uneventful. Even being that it is a Memorial Day Weekend we had less traffic than we normally encounter on the roads with most of that heading north while we were heading south. We arrived at John and Cheryl’s right at the targeted time. Now, last year when we were here we impressed an audience with our team work and backing abilities. Fortunately there wasn’t a big audience this year because, , , , let’s just leave it at, “it wasn’t a pretty sight”. You remember the old commercial that stated, “I just washed my hair and I can’t do a thing with it?” Well, we hadn’t just washed the RV, but we still couldn’t do a thing with it – no how! I guess you just can’t win ‘em all.
Well, we’re finally tucked snuggly into our spot and had a great evening of visiting and feasting. My cousin Rob and his girl friend Bonnie came over to join us for dinner. Before the weekend is over we’ll get to see Tim and Glen as well. Unfortunately Aunt Marge hasn’t made it home from Florida so we won’t get to see her this trip. Tim, Cheryl, Rob, and Glen are Uncle Clyde and Aunt Marge’s offspring with Uncle Clyde being my favorite uncle. If you remember right, we used to visit Clyde and Marge when they lived on Cape Cod.
After a fine dinner of grilled kielbasa and flank steak along with coleslaw, a broccoli salad, and a garden salad, the six of us, accompanied by Blue, the dawg, and Pumpkin, the katt, moved out onto the front porch to enjoy cocktails and key lime pie. It was a great evening with cousins catching up on each others’ lives.
Oh, by the way, Katie made her great escape. I left the door opened while I was getting some ice out of the ice maker in the basement and when I turned around, there was Katie standing there on the ground. This is only the second time that she has felt terra firma with her little katt paws (the first time was in 2004 in Georgia). She decided she wasn’t ready to go back inside and played hard to get by hiding out under the RV and then the truck. We finally cornered her when she decided to check out John’s garage. Bad kitty, bad. Oh well, “all’s well that ends well”.
That’s the state of affairs here in Litchfield, Connecticut this twenty seventh day of May two thousand and twelve. Hope you’re having a good weekend making lots of great memories. Be sure to reflect on the meaning of this Memorial Day Weekend and the freedoms that we have thanks to those who paid the price.
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