What a busy weekend! The Gay reunion went off very well. Mom made cinnamon rolls for early arrivals, and we nearly had a cat fight over the leftovers. The food was good and southern, the people happy and loud. I think they were all gone or in bed around midnight.
Sunday morning flew by and it was soon time to send James to the airport with Tina and Payton, then get to Paul's graduation party. And that was some party! Jennifer, you really should be an events planner - you know what appeals. The grounds looked nice with the different colored lilies and the promise of a bonfire looming overhead. The food was colorful and tasty - the most tender roast beef I can remember. Young and old alike enjoyed the walk in the woods - I would do it again, even knowing all the answers. I think I'm hanging a mirror of my own, anyway. If this makes the rest of your curious, just ask Paul the next time you see him. To top off the evening, the best fireworks display I've seen in awhile. I nearly fell asleep driving over, but was wide awake and revitalized for the drive home. Congratulations, Paul, and thanks for the invitation.
Now I am off to a 2-day math class at Norwich and spending the night with Sahara. Have a great week.