Good morning! It is Labor Day, the first Monday of September, 5 September 2022. Odin is whimpering about not getting a slice of bacon off the table, Bonnie is over on the loveseat with her dog, Ruthie, and I’ve got Freya and the sisters Von Floof sitting on the couch between Lisa and me.
Yesterday we left in pretty good time to go to Clay Center, Kansas to celebrate my mom’s 80th birthday. It was a good family get-together with more food than we could eat. My brother smoked a turkey breast on the grill, and my brother-in-law smoked two briskets on his pellet smoker. There was plenty of veggies, and chips, dips, beans, and cereal malt beverages to satisfy a growing crowd.
Growing it is…
One of the highlights was the arrival of my youngest daughter and her beau, Austin, and the announcement became formal, kind of a two-fold thing. They plan on getting married, and the question is whether they tie the know before or after our first grandchild is born, expected in March. According to the tests, they are expecting a girl.
I’m going to be a grampa.
I recall somebody making the comment, “If you raise your kids, you get to spoil your grandchildren. If you spoil your kids, you get to raise your grandchildren”. I’m thinking Lisa and I will be able to spoil grandkids more than raise them.
We still have some things to get done around here today. We need to patch a hole in the pool cover before we shut it down for the winter later this month.
I’m going to try and decompress a bit, get my head in a good place and lower my blood pressure, right after I have this other cup of coffee.
I hope the world is treating you better than you deserve.
Peace y’all.
