Sunday Morning

Yesterday we had another busy day. Whomever said weekends were for rest were insane. Always on the go it seems.

There was lots of running around, but oddly enough I didn't make it to the gym - the day was way too busy. I felt ok about it though with our 20mi bike ride the day before. No weights, but the cardio was taken care of.

Like yesterday, today will be a post of images. I'm that lazy.

My sister and her family were out of town, so once again I "got to" pick up Petey and Boomer from the kennel. They love being freed - and I'm the hero.

Funny story - we went to the house first to pick up their collars for the invisible fence. We put them on after we're back in the drive, but on the way out of the house, just the way Denton was carrying them gave him not one, but two shocks (he had both collars) as he passed through where the dogs are not allowed to pass. It was not a pleasant zap.

After we went to a brunch at Chef Bob's and Nurse Matt's house - one that was a fund-raiser for the LGBT Center of Greater Cleveland. This was their back yard before other people arrived. You had to snag a seat in the shade or get stuck in the blazing hot sun. I was not so lucky.

Matt and Bob doing some food prep. This was the strawberries, cherries and blueberries with balsamic vinegar drizzled over them. They also had poached eggs on muffins with pulled pork on them (very good and not a thing I would have considered), salad, some great roasted chicken, coffee cake, creme brulee french toast and other assorted goodies. The coffee cake had ground nuts in it, so I wasn't wild about that - but everything else was good.

This is Bob and Matt's doggie, Sophie. Not to be confused with our cat Sophie, or Birdie's dog, also named Sophie. Sophie found a ball and we played and played and played. It was a gross slobbery thing, but I can't say 'no' to such a cute pup.

Unfortunately, Dad Matt could - and he took the ball away from us, saying we weren't allowed to play. Awwwwwwwww. We were both heart-broken.

Here is the party in full swing. We knew most of the guests, but not all. It was a nice time. We didn't overstay our welcome and we ended up leaving so we could go home, cut the lawn, do some edging and try to rid ourselves of this horribly encroaching grape vine that is literally wrapping itself around our trees and plants and strangling them to death. Very pervasive.

Then we went to my parent's house for dinner, as we do most Sunday afternoons. My dad isn't feeling very well (he's almost 90) and my oldest niece brought her first boyfriend over for dinner. He's staying with my sister's family all week. He seems nice and I didn't grill him on anything - it had to be intimidating being with us. Poor guy.

I'm worn out. Not enough to want to go back to work, but that's the way it has got to be!



Song by: Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs