Good day. We met old friends and new friends; neighbors with rained out parties; and learned about families started. Yes, it rained. All day. The crowd varied from 25 to 40, depending on who dropped in. Great food. As usual, too much of it.
Of course, to celebrate America and it's over abundance of everything, an excessive picnic is just the thing.
After, we came home and vegged out, killing time until bed.
Spent that time thinking about how lucky I was. The recession never really touched me directly. Oh, I lost money in the stock market, but it was money I never really had. My job was secure until I wanted to give it up. I don't have any grandchildren to pay back all the handout goodies flowing out of Washington and to the Banks, auto companies, etc., and inflation is a boogie man around the corner. However, the "Change" in America saddens me because I know that will stay with us for years, regardless of what happens, politically, in the coming years. But, Happy 4th! Appreciate what you have .
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Nancy and Don have the perfect house for a party. There are nooks and crannies in various locations so groups can carry on a variety of conversations or activities. We were in the "kitchen" group just talking, laughing at Don as he zipped through, making rude comments about his old buddy Bob or grabbing others to go outside and play Cornhole in the rain -- yep, a little rain didn't stop the cornhole tournament. There was another group gathered in the living room talking about Lamaze, childbirth, raising children. Both of Nancy and Don's daughters-in-law are pregnant so that was a happy conversation. Don's mother, Arlene, was with us in the kitchen. She didn't really say much but seemed amused by everything that was going on.
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