All the ‘mob intimacy’ here last night was wonderful, but I am dragging today, much deserved. And did I take one photo of the buffet table? Of course not, I was too busy…but Haley did, so y’all go look right here and salivate just a little.
Our day began with getting the ham and turkey in the smoker at o’dark thirty when it was about 26 outside. They both smoked to perfection. Note to self: get a smaller turkey next year…and cook less food! We have enough leftovers to feed a small army again today. Small army in the form of kids and grandkids will be arriving later to help consume all that good stuff.
So while I am inside in the kitchen, Dick is outside working on the zip line, replacing his original one and moving the destination to a different tree. Whatever. Then comes the keg test. Check. Successful. Next, Dick tried it…so I heard AFTER the fact. Successful. Good. I’m too young to be a widow.
He made it safely across the cove to the end, and was none the worse for wear. That dark spot is Dick waiting for Jason’s arrival. The other dark spot is Jason still on the line.
See, there is hardly any water in our cove, but that is normal for this time of the year, so it is OK. It would still be wet and cold if anyone fell in it. No thank you!
Boys and their toys and their adventures! What’s next?
Life is good…and we count our blessings!