Monday, September 9, 2013

September 1st

we are starting sunday on weds. chris is doing farm bureau brisket for the 4H ers .alfred eddy pam chris maggie and crew. wrapping meat raking coals stringing wire. buried ,sandy and dakota on hands and knees looking for smoke wisps. after that my sunday venue shifts.
     the big bird takes sandy and i [at a very ungodly time ]to southern california. off to visit the great ant! after some fussing and fumbling we get our act together manage to head the right direction  and we get near. we announce our presence and some time later we are found.anthony put us up with a friend so we socialize some and then go out to eat .now having to convince sandy raw fish is good for her is an onerous task. she did sniff of it and maybe touched her tonuge to it.heading up the coast we had to find a roof to watch the sun set. so roof needs a bar so we camper there.  pretty soon berto shows up and we partake of gods little pleasures .
     both those boys have changed citizenship .  i'm still not too old not to feel the difference. but certainly  too set in my ways to enjoy it. people ,action ,and stimulation . i can almost remember wanting to be a surf bum.  i'm very old. we did get in another fabulous sunset with both boys  . did a little nightclubbing [ couldn't pull berto from wash game ] and came back to adobes and air.
    oh ya , breakfast was bagels' with various stuffing. good stuff.

   got more responses last wk than ever . even if you just sign you looked, those of us here like knowing . it just completes the circle!



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