I was so excited yesterday when I pulled in behind Richoni's and saw pussy willows starting to bloom in the wild backyard. I retrieved scissors from middle child and cut some for the both of us. I didn't ruin the bushes either, just took a few branches. Hope no one else finds this spot. I'll be in pussy willows forever. Oh, oh! Suppose they decide to pave the back lot? Not going to even think about it. As a matter of fact I don't think the back lot is part of Richoni's land. It's part of the paper road that goes back and connects to the road where they live. Good. That means I should have a safe stash.
I had to laugh on walking into the restaurant. The owners and kitchen help were eating lunch in the side hall and they were all astir as I came in. There were soda and ice cubes all over the floor and of course the only one moving to clean it up was middle child. After cleaning up after a couple of hundred kids at Sacred Heart it was nothing to help out cleaning up the mess in the kitchen hall take out area. On Saint Paddy's Day R.'s sister noticed that the clock above the table in the hall had not been changed to daylight savings time so she climbed on her chair, took it down, set it correctly and put it back up. I recall thinking I should mention that it wasn't put back up properly but decided not to look like I was criticizing anyone and kept my peace. Little did I foresee the comic consequences. As R. and D. plus kitchen help were just starting to eat the clock fell down, hit R.'s large glass of soda, which dumped into his French Onion Soup, sending ice and soda to cover all and sundry before finally ending up on the newly carpeted floor. Not sure my laughter was appreciated as I came in just at the end of the catastrophe but I helped to clean it up and we got everyone back to normal (whatever normal is?) I still see the cascading events as in a YouTube video and it keeps me smiling. I'm sure R.'s sister will never hear the end of the mess she made.
Returning to the restaurant later in the day so Kiddo could say good bye to his folks they sent me home with two fish and chip dinners. I put the fish and chips on a baking tray and put it under the broiler for about five minutes. Wow, the food was delicious and not at all soggy from the long trip home. Have to do that again. Grampa went to Riverview to get Kiddo his chicken tenders dinner which he scoffed up greedily. Later in the evening after some swashbuckling sword play, basketball, Frisbee, and badminton he ate two bags of popcorn while watching Star Wars with Grampa. Can't seem to fill him up lately. He comes in at four feet, fifty-two pounds and very slim. He's really pretty good at getting the ball into the eight and a half foot high basketball net. Lots of fun.
I had to laugh on walking into the restaurant. The owners and kitchen help were eating lunch in the side hall and they were all astir as I came in. There were soda and ice cubes all over the floor and of course the only one moving to clean it up was middle child. After cleaning up after a couple of hundred kids at Sacred Heart it was nothing to help out cleaning up the mess in the kitchen hall take out area. On Saint Paddy's Day R.'s sister noticed that the clock above the table in the hall had not been changed to daylight savings time so she climbed on her chair, took it down, set it correctly and put it back up. I recall thinking I should mention that it wasn't put back up properly but decided not to look like I was criticizing anyone and kept my peace. Little did I foresee the comic consequences. As R. and D. plus kitchen help were just starting to eat the clock fell down, hit R.'s large glass of soda, which dumped into his French Onion Soup, sending ice and soda to cover all and sundry before finally ending up on the newly carpeted floor. Not sure my laughter was appreciated as I came in just at the end of the catastrophe but I helped to clean it up and we got everyone back to normal (whatever normal is?) I still see the cascading events as in a YouTube video and it keeps me smiling. I'm sure R.'s sister will never hear the end of the mess she made.
Returning to the restaurant later in the day so Kiddo could say good bye to his folks they sent me home with two fish and chip dinners. I put the fish and chips on a baking tray and put it under the broiler for about five minutes. Wow, the food was delicious and not at all soggy from the long trip home. Have to do that again. Grampa went to Riverview to get Kiddo his chicken tenders dinner which he scoffed up greedily. Later in the evening after some swashbuckling sword play, basketball, Frisbee, and badminton he ate two bags of popcorn while watching Star Wars with Grampa. Can't seem to fill him up lately. He comes in at four feet, fifty-two pounds and very slim. He's really pretty good at getting the ball into the eight and a half foot high basketball net. Lots of fun.
Quote: Bashfulness is more frequently connected with good sense than with over assurance; and impudence, on the other hand, is often the effect of downright stupidity. ____Shenstone
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