Well, it was hot and humid tonight, but we overcame the wall of humidity and I cooked shishkabobs on the grill and we had rice and shishkabobs and watermelon and vanilla ice cream with fresh blueberries, and even a few beers for good measure. We ate on the patio table with the breeze of the big fan sending the mosquitoes away and enjoyed the company of some friends we haven't seen in a long while. It was fun. Later, after we caught up on all the old news and the new, we finally wound up the night, and now I am sitting on the big brown football chair (it looks like football leather) and plunking away at the keys, while Kate is dozing and dreaming of a little grey kittie like Calvin and Cindy is working her sudokus.
By the way, Kate is so proud of her job in preparing the chicken for the shishkabobs. I thought the pork was good too. But as Kate has reminded us, the chicken was notable. This is definitely the land of chickens tonight. Bock. Bock. Bock.
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