16th July 2023
It was a good day for having friends over. It was sunny with the occasional gust of wind from the north west. There were a lot of things to do first, mainly getting the provisions. So off to Aldi and the drudge of trolling the isles.
I shot off, as I usually do to get the stuff we get every week, dog food, coconut and almond milk, those things. Once loaded, we headed back to the corner shop to get things Aldi didn’t have. After that we had to borrow a fold away table from Kelli’s brother Matt. Once that was loaded into the truck we finally drove home.
I did work outside to tidy the place up, cutting the grass, rearranging the deck furniture and erecting the table. Kelli was in the kitchen preparing the fillings for the tacos we planned to serve.
We even managed to fit in a bike ride. Just as we were leaving, two police trucks went screaming down South shore towards the big lake, sirens blaring. There was no way we could keep up even if we wanted to. As we peddled away we heard a siren coming from the lake, where a small launch was beating its way through the waves. We couldn’t keep up with that either.
There was just enough time to finish chopping up the vegetables when we got home, the wine and beers were chilling, we were ready for the onslaught.
It was a great evening, Chris hadn’t been to our house before, so I gave him the thirty second tour. Morgan was her usual hyper self, for a little girl of ten she has the intelligence of an eighteen year old.
After four hours they had to leave, we were exhausted, we talked non-stop, and laughter, at our silly stories. Kelli did well, the food was great, and I didn’t drink too much, mainly because Jill drank most of it.
Another Lifetime to go 