A Busy Day And Friends Arrive

My day was spent cooking—we had a party to attend this afternoon and tomorrow I’m doing dinner for everybody after Gina and Rollie arrive. 

Years ago when we were participating in a shooting sport, 2003 I think, we met Angela and Ralph in Tucson, AZ.  Ralph was a shooter, Angie said her job was to take care of Ralph! We became good friends and have kept in touch all these years.  They’ve visited us in Montana and came to Aransas Pass to see us last winter.  They are fulltimers and just recently got back on the road after spending some time in Maryland and Texas dealing with family issues.  It is so good to see them! 

Ms. Emmi likes Angela and it’s a good thing as Angie is Emmi’s designated guardian if something should happen to Mike and me.  Yep, I know that sounds silly but it does happen—remember Bruce and Margie in Pismo Beach, CA??? 

Michael loaded the ATV’s today, aired up tires, and puttered.  Emmi chased balls and barked—up until this winter she wasn’t a barker like most schnauzers can be but all of a sudden she has developed this nasty habit which we are going to nip in the bud—I have the water squirt bottle on hand!

This afternoon we had the pleasure of going to Joe and Kathy’s for a “clean out your freezer/refrigerator party.”  They provided the pulled pork and fixings, the rest of us brought other dishes.  I ate too much as usual when I go to potlucks but it was so good.

From the left, our hostess Kathy, other Cathy, Geri and Nancy Fred and Larry

Tom and Mike

Dale and his wife plus Angie and Ralph.

Angie and Ralph came back here with us and I made a pot of coffee—we sat outside and reminisced some more.  I am just in shock—Angela is not a geek, she uses a computer but has never been in an easy relationship with one .  Her phone was a flip phone—she shows up today with an iPhone!!!!  I’m so proud of her!!  Years ago I taught her how to download photos from a camera card and enhance those photos using a photo editing software called Microsoft Picture It—she claims I was like a Catholic school teacher rapping her knuckles when she did something wrong. "

One last thing—Michael was on the phone with his Dad last weekend.  Nat had complained of having itchy skin and I gave him a bar of my Cetaphil soap—it cured his itch-ies.  Well, he ran out and asked Michael where I had purchased the soap—the grocery store nor the drug store in Big Timber stocked it, Nat had asked.  I went to Amazon.com, found the soap for less than I pay at Wal Mart, used my Prime membership and ordered Nat six bars of Cetaphil soap.  Today they are talking again and Nat said, “I just don’t understand it, I am talking to someone in Arizona on Sunday and on Wednesday soap shows up on my doorstep!”  Isn’t technology great!