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We were up at 5:30 am and got coffee ready to get our hearts started! Then came the phone call, “We will be there in twenty minutes!” The grandkids are coming over to tear out the summer garden! Oh my! Mary headed to the kitchen to make muffins to fire up their engines.
Before I went outside, Mary made me try on my Halloween costume. It fit, and now I look like a secret agent in disguise! Watch out, world!
Perhaps I should carry a flag??
The boys came over, attacked the garden, and filled 250 gallons of summer veggie remains.
Joe was going to watch (i.e., supervise), but alas, you can’t keep a good man down. It was exciting to see summer gone and room for winter!
They cleared it out pretty fast!
Joe rototilled the big garden as the others can be done by hand (after the operation). Being part house-apes, the boys jumped up and down on the trash cans and were stuffed to the brim!
He did not find any dead bodies nor gold, pretty uneventful!
Joe washed down, and the sky opened as if saying, “You did a good job!”
Ready for winter!
We are so fortunate to have our son, Joe, close by. I never thought I would be so old that I would have to ask for help. Joe and the boys (and his wonderful wife) are an old man’s dream! What is more important is that I see my son working with his sons and hopefully teaching them all the lessons I tried to pass on to Joe.
In the afternoon, we rested and watched two YouTube videos about Monday’s operation. If you are queasy, skip the video!. I am already practicing my moaning.
We went to the Elks via Dianne’s house at 5:00 pm for Italian Night. Doors open at 5:30 pm with an Italian buffet, then dancing from 6:00 to 9:00 pm with the band Tropic Star. The evening starts with hand-passed prosciutto & melon balls and bruschetta on grilled baguettes. The buffet includes an antipasto salad bar, minestrone soup, spaghetti & meatballs, chicken Marsala, chicken picatta ravioli, seafood pasta with shrimp, scallops, clams, mussels, and calamari, rice pilaf, and vegetables. There’s a rolling pizza cart with freshly baked pizza! For dessert, it’s spumoni ice cream served with Italian cookies, plus a coffee and liquor cart.
We popped over and got Dianne, and we were off. The Elks is only twelve minutes from Dianne’s home.
Vicky was already there and had a table almost big enough for the gang. Dianne and Mary wore their Halloween bonnets!
Ready to carry on!
The first dance was for Mike and Bridgette.
Mike and Bridgette take our breath away!
We missed two couples, but they found a table near us. We also missed the Capps (Bill and Mary) and the Zaitz (Bob and Donna), who were home with medical issues.
The gang is all here!
Iris sat across from us, and she was, as always, a hoot. She has a quick wit and is as sharp as a tack!
She is going to be 98 this New Year’s Eve,
We asked her age again, and, being the clever devil she is, she turned the Table #66 sign upside down and gave us a “99”.
While the girls were line dancing, Iris got up and departed the table without Wil. I thought this odd, so I followed her and picked up her arm mid-dance floor. She was headed to the Loo, so I escorted her to and from the facilities. She thanked me, and I asked her for a dance.
That woman has moves that have not been seen on this Earth for seventy years! She escorted me back to the table and called Mary to get the oxygen bottle out for me!!
Oops! Maybe 99, but who is counting?
While talking about numbers, Vicky flashed us her 44s! Huh? VICKY!!! We are telling….but there is no one to tell at our age!
Vicky indicated 44?!?!?
The menu called out calamari, but we found no calamari as we went through the line. John, the Lodge General Manager, popped by every table, and I asked him about the calamari. He said it was in the pasta. Not missing a beat, Dianne said, “Oh my, you are right… I found ONE right here!”.
John nodded his head, smirked, and departed. We thought nothing more about it, but fifteen minutes later, Dianne was presented with a large plate with a steaming pile of hot directly from the kitchen calamari! Oh my, we polished off the plate by passing it around the table! Thank you, John; you are amazing.
Tropic Star did an excellent job last night, providing music for everyone but the teenie boppers (the under-30 crowd). We danced everything from the Waltz to the Merengue and many line dances in between.
I love the bonnet!
Did I say line dancing? Our group showed the others how it was done!
Go, Girls. You too Mike1
Mary and Dianne had a great time twisting and turning; it must be nice to be young!
She was stirring up the dust!
The staff posed the following sign on the dance floor when they saw “the fearsome foursome” moving in unison toward the floor!
Lodge members scampered back to their seats!
Then came the fearsome foursome. Oh my! Legs were flying, 911 was being alerted, and ambulances were on the ready! Someone yelled, “Is there a doctor in the house??” Mary was on standby!
The room began to shake, the lights dimmed, the TVs blinked, and the action started!
Someone else yelled, “Lights, camera, action!”
What are they doing?
Beware. This video is NOT for the faint of heart!
Dianne and I hit the floor, and Bob Carlson came over and filled in Dianne’s dance card.
Dancing the light fantastic! (She checked, and there were no marks on her shoes afterward!)
Good Night
