Last night there were only a few cars in the motel parking lot, but tonight and tomorrow will be a full house. We're glad we beat the rush to town yesterday over the mountains, as now I'm listening to a steady stream of cars, RV's and motorcycles out on the highway. We had dinner last night at the Pub on the patio overlooking the River. Tom had a job this morning, so Amanda came over to the cabin for breakfast and we did some grocery shopping for tonight and tomorrow (also to beat the rush at Hank's Supermarket.)
It is very hot, and we are feeling lazy, so John assembled the new changing table for the baby's room at the house while Mandy and I sat on the front porch and watched the world go by. Almost everyone who walked by knew her, in fact wherever we go folks greet each other with such kindness and affection. I've lived in the same Seattle neighborhood for almost 30 years, and when I'm out and about it's a rare occasion to meet anyone I know. Oh well! There is a certain anonymity to living in a big city, and Amanda tells me there have been a few occasions of dashing down the frozen food aisle at the grocery store to "hide" from certain friends!
Tonight I'm cooking at the cabin-- barbecue chicken and pasta salad. Just the thing to eat on the porch on a hot evening. Tomorrow is a big parade day, and Tom will drive? or be in? the centennial cake float.
And how can I forget? Amanda made a delicious apple pie for dessert!
Amanda looks beautiful as always. John looked pretty composed in that photo for a guy who just assembled a piece of furniture out of the box! I see it's almost ten degrees hotter in Twisp than Enumclaw--we're at 89 degrees.
ReplyDeleteTomorrow is Lucy's least favorite day of the year, when my neighbors inexplicably display their freedom by wildly detonating tons of cheap Chinese-made pyrotechnic devices, fouling the air and just being a general nuisance.
"Freedom" to these people is not something to treasure and protect, it is simply the wanton expression of selfish whim in pursuit of pleasure. I will fly the flag tomorrow, but damn the fireworks.
Yes, tomorrow is a bad day for all pet lovers. The horses in west Seattle will be locked in their stalls with all doors and windows closed. Fireworks are "banned" here with good reason, it is dry and hot as a tinder box. The changing table directions came from Viet Nam and there was less cursing than usual.
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