Changes, changes. We’ve had to change the location of Super Sunday next week, and also of our anniversary party on June 1. First, Super Sunday: we’ve moved it to Nora’s house so their family can participate, and then do Ben’s Seminary graduation at 6pm. So we’ll meet at Nora’s at 4:00. There will be something special to honor the high school graduates, although I don’t know what. Nora and Donna are in charge of that. Otherwise, bring your normal dinner contributions. It’s always a great meal–no matter that it’s so random.
Then, our anniversary party: since we changed the date, we can’t have it at Francis Park, because somebody else already reserved it for that day. So I guess the cabin will be the next best place? Or does somebody have a better idea. Let me know if you can think of something else, because it’s coming up fast. We’ll probably eat around 6 pm, but you can come lots earlier if you want to hang out or hike. This is the best time of the year to enjoy the cabin, because it’s so green. And it stays light until about 9pm. So it will be a lot of fun. If you’re reading this, you’re invited.
We had a great discussion for our family book club last Sunday. Everybody liked Chocolate Fever. For June, Donna’s family is in charge (although it will still be at our house) and Dallin has chosen The BFG by Roald Dahl. I love that book! (Although there’s at least one disturbing part.) I’m pretty sure there are plenty of copies at all the libraries. Our club meeting will be June 12.
On Friday afternoon Dad and I went to the Heber airport so Dad could help John launch his glider. I was planning to check the freezer for maybe another dead cat, but the freezer door was open and the refrigerator was turned off. It’s still the beginning of the season for glider pilots, so I’m sure they’ll turn everything on eventually so they can keep their drinking water cold. But I don’t expect to ever find another surprise like that cat. John and Dad spent a long time setting up the glider, because it was John’s first flight of the year. But once John got up, he said the conditions were fabulous.
Just like our family. Fabulous. I’m lucky to be the matriarch of such a group!