They Call Me Anty C
Over the weekend we went to Sebastopol and got a huge box of apples, then we came home and he immediately took a prolonged nap. While he was sleeping, I cleaned out the freezer. I mean I really really decimated the contents and now have room for the fish sticks I bought. Ah, fishsticks, favorite food of the antgods. I found all kinds of strange and unlovely substances in the freezer, but I will draw a literary curtain over that ugly scene. Then I made dinner and watched my Japanese shows.
On Sunday morning I was looking in the fridge when I saw the jar of leftover homemade spaghetti sauce, and the wheels turned in my brain. I decided to ask the EGs to lunch, so when we sat next to them at church, he asked them over, and EG looked absolutely delighted to accept. They stayed after church for some youth pastor vote, and we raced to the store and got some Italian bread and fruit sorbet, and raced home again to get lunch on. It turned out really well, with spaghetti, a salad, and bread, with boysenberry and peach sorbets for dessert. I tried out a new Caesar dressing recipe and it was very good. I think I will tweak it a little since I was out of lemons and grabbed a lime instead, but all in all, not bad.
We heard all about their trip, which they enjoyed mightily, and they talked of their plans to go out to Texas when my older daughter graduates from college. I would like to take my vacation at that time and be there at least a week in advance to do lots of Texas sightseeing. Something to look forward to!
Here is the people report from church - Frank was there, looking very well, the Colorado School of Mines family was there, looking not quite so put together as usual (kids will do that to you), and James, the cleavage lady's son, broke both his wrists falling off of something. I was talking to him after church and he was telling me how it happened, and I told him that Evan did the same thing at the age of 9 or so in the Navy field, and James said "I am nine too!" and ran off looking pleased.
Better go heat up the soup and look for more stragglers.