Fact: White chocolate isn’t chocolate. Its name is deceiving because white chocolate doesn’t have any components of regular chocolate. It’s just a mixture of sugar, milk, vanilla, lecithin, and cocoa butter.
Lost and Found Department, please! Mary lost her purse, but she did NOT panic. After an hour of looking for the bag, it turned up on a shelf next to the car. Mary put it there because we were getting other goodies from the back seat. Panic over!
Rules we follow!
We had a late breakfast of gruel and grapefruit because I am heading for 208 pounds today!
Mary worked on her computer and was getting ready for our trip to her 70th reunion (OK, 50th). Tomorrow Lee, Mary, and I are going to my INFORMAL 60th over in west Los Angeles.
Our avocado is doing well and has a half-dozen babies in the branches. Another two months, and we will be picking them!
Our tree is doing just fine!
We worked around the house most of the day and jumped in the car at 5:00 PM to go to La Mirada to celebrate our grandsons’ graduation from elementary and middle school. Charlie (left) enters high school this year, while Alex (left) will terrorize the middle school.
I asked Alex what his funniest experience in school was, and he related what happened in his math class:
Math Teacher: “If I have five bottles in one hand and 6 in the other hand, what do I have?” Student: “A drinking problem.”
Graduation time!
We all celebrated by guzzling champagne; correction, it was sparkling pineapple water. Joe’s expression tells it all.
Pineapple champagne?
Tony and Dianne watch all the fun; Charlie and Ale can be entertaining.
They were watching the boys!
Yeah! The cake is ready to be diced.
Time to slice and dice!
Grandpa Paul gets a hug from the boys! Alex, who, unfortunately, has a personality like his father and grandfather, can’t keep a straight face.
A teacher asks Charlie, “Are you ignorant or just apathetic?” Charlie answers, “I don’t know, and I don’t care.”
My two youngest grandsons!
The Liles’ Clan; a force to be reckoned with!
The Liles Family.
The dreaded “Amy Look”; I cannot catch her by surprise with my camera. Grandma Villari, Michele, shakes her head.
The Amy Look!
We departed after a fantastic celebration and went right home. We sat by the fire with a glass of vino before crashing.
The evening was beautiful and the heat perfect.
Good night all!
