Rush,
she forgot her glasses, wait, rush again….you have had mornings like this. Yesterday we did. Zoe’s birthday, and we met Zoe and her mom for
breakfast at Perry’s Breakfast Café for our high fat, high carb breakfast. She’s ten.
What
joy. Far better focus than earlier
years. Easier to be with. Her mom seemed to enjoy the meal better uttering
only a few lost cries of, “Fork!” Zoe
got to ride home with us in Grumpy and loved it. Then again, Grampa can do no wrong. I moved on to making ten pounds of potatoe
salad and G enough brownies to feed at least 40.
We
got to the Church early to help with setup…tables and chairs outside for about
200 and chairs inside for about 400. G
helped; I didn’t. Then we all waited and
waited for the “speaker” to arrive. He
didn’t. No one knows what happened, but
Lois stepped in to pinch speak, and everything worked well. All the potatoe salad was eaten. All the brownies were eaten….of course, and a
kind man in the kitchen washed all the dishes.
I
didn’t lose a thing this busy day.
It was a really good day!
ReplyDeleteBalance...that's good!
ReplyDeleteRoll with the punches! Dodge ad weave and it all works out.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday, Zoe!
ReplyDeleteAloha from Hawaii.
The smile says it all. Blessings to you all.
ReplyDeleteIt does sound like a very good day.
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