Sunday, May 17, 2009

Fred Flintstone...

Virginia & Loretta

Shannon & Brittney

The top two gals and their husbands graced our table today.

My husband cooked tender, juicy ribs with BBQ sauce on the old barby.

We all commented in the midst of the friendly feast that we all felt like Fred Flintstone when he ordered his rack of ribs from the diner and the "car hop" came out and placed them on his "car tray" whilst the car toppled over from the shear weight of the ribs.

That was the six of us. The baked spuds, salads and veggies were certainly no match for those meaty, beefy morsels of protein. He surely can cook, that man of mine!! Unfortunately, it shows.....on both of us!!!

It was a great visit, a time to share a bottle or so of wine, a great meal, a cup o'tea/coffee and laugh at Roger's wit and humor regarding various items of "knowledge-based" trivia. And Bob was close behind with his very own brand of humor!!! Actually, the gals are pretty funny too!

The day began though, with church. Marc preached today. He said some very profound things to us, things that I trust we will mull over and really think about, things that could change the face of Gateway forever. Exciting stuff.

So, it's been a full weekend, so far.

Granddaughter just called to let me know of her great marks at school. She then went on to describe her rowing classes and all the physical work that it entails. Makes me tired hearing about it. Following that, it was regarding her "work" trauma...spilling the jug of water that sat precariously on top of the ice cream counter....right into the bucket of ice cream. I, of course, had to remind her that she certainly wasn't the only person in history to embarrass themselves at their work site!!!:-)

And to top it off a phone call from daughter. Son is still bush-whacked in Manitoba, planting trees and is not in cell phone range for another few weeks.

Tomorrow we shall celebrate our late Queen Victoria's birthday - May 24th!!...and recall her dear husband, Albert...from whence we get our fine city's name, "Prince Albert".

I wonder what tomorrow will bring, besides eating birthday cake?

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