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Monday, June 27, 2005

 
The weekend was a very busy one. We did get something done but it was on Friday evening. My mom and Anna came up Friday afternoon and we put them to work. I got the neighbor's paint sprayer and got a good coat on the entire inside of the fence that is paintable by sprayer. Then it rained Saturday morning and most of Saturday. We did what it seems we do every time it rains... we went to Statesboro. We visited at the house for a while and then my mom and dad, Jenny and I headed over to the Strickland ranch for a engagement shindig for Jenny Barnes and KP. So, as always follows a trip to Statesboro, the girls were up most of the night wanting to be fed and not sleep. Jenny didn't sleep much and I stayed in that semi-sleep mode that I hate so much.

Sunday, we went to FPCP for morning service but needed a crash-type nap afterward. We headed home, ate spaghetti and crashed. We woke up and walked our adopted dog, Cotton, and then picked wild blueberries. Pay attention because this is hard to follow... we found wild blueberry trees on our walk and picked about 2 cups. The only thing that makes blueberries better is when they are free. That led to talk of cobbler, since we had enough blueberries. Cobbler led to talk of homemade icecream. All this talk before we decided what we were going to eat for dinner. So, we made homemade cobbler and vanilla ice cream last night. Good stuff.
Comments:
Has Cotton come to live with you permanently? What do Nevi and Sophie think about that?

Clyde
 
No, although it feels like we have one more animal, her parents will be back from Costa Rica sometime soon.
 
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