SATURDAY:We survived Friday. Saturday morning, as we S L O W L Y got up, we rejoiced that we had nothing whatever to do in the morning. So, after a good weekend breakfast, we did ---nothing.
Until we couldn't sit idle anymore. Curse that inner drive! We made our way down the stairs from the Great Room, intent on cleaning golf clubs for the day tomorrow.
And we found the package in the garage! Our thoughtful, considerate daughter and son-in-law had sent hubby a BIG box of Bing Cherries for Father's Day! Yum!
Noon found us, full of cherries, down in the studio, creating pots and tiles. Then, wifey had a go at finishing the editing on a book that had to be done for a friend. And she did it! A flurry of activity kept us engaged until dinnertime.
The energy flurry ended right after the food, and TV took up the rest of the evening...until a very early bedtime - 9 pm - for the wife. She assumes the hubby got to bed at a reasonable time, and that she didn't snore too much...
SUNDAY: Father's Day, and we were out the door by 6:30 am, grabbing our Subway Breakfast Sandwiches on the way to the Club to play in the Father's Day Scramble! Yee Ha! We met up with our golf buddies Bob and Brenda, and the Scramble went off at 8:30 am., finishing by 1 pm. It was a good day on the course: we came in 3 under par. Never mind that the Scramble leaders were, like, 15 under par. And Hubby bought a shirt. He does not have enough golf shirts. Like Imelda didn't have enough shoes.
No time, however, to linger over a beer at the bar: we had a CAR SHOW to go to in Oakbrook. Not for our car. These are the totally classy 'Concours' cars that make one's mouth water. Into Roxy, the IROC Z Convertible, and we were off and running. A quick stop at Jimmy John's for a sandwich, and soon we were parking at Oakbrook. Noting the parking spot. Really. Just in case.
We walked all around the car show, with Hubby taking pictures, and me enjoying the cars and the crowds. There sure are some classy looking people at the Oakbrook Mall. Not like my local Wal Mart. Wow. And they smell good, too!
Sometime during the show, we got a text invitation from our thoughtful, wonderful son and daughter in law to come over to their house for cake after we were done at the show. It was an invitation we just had to accept!
What fun to have that GREAT home made Dark Chocolate Cake, Ice Cream! The grandsons were both there, too. Great conversation, and good times. And...Hubby was appropriately gifter with a very classy, very useful 'day pack' which he will fill with many wonderful, intriguing things.
With a full tummy, we set off for Seneca. Well, one of us had a full tummy, but Father's Day Boy was hungry again, and wifey didn't feel like cooking or eating, so we stopped by the Katie Hooper tugboat/restaurant on the Illinois River for one drink and a pork chop sandwich for the Dad. As we sat at the deckrail overlooking the river, we felt so blessed. Tired, stinky, and blessed.
So home it was for a shower and a relaxing time before willingly falling into bed to be ready for: Monday!
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