Monday, July 10, 2006

The Weekend

On Friday night, we drove to Lawton to eat dinner and go see "Pirates of the Caribbean". The dinner was good, but all of the movies were sold out until 11:30 PM. Some Jesse’s buddies stayed, but not the rancher and his wife. We went home to bed. I had already had a long day in Wichita Falls working on my high school reunion which is next weekend. Before I left WF, I stopped by the OFG’s coffee place. I love dropping in on them because they seem genuinely happy to see me and find out what is going on in my life. I think they miss my dad, and seeing them is like being with Dad. As I was leaving, one of the men, Robert, hollered, "See you later, Slim." That is exactly what my dad would have said, and Robert knew it. It caught me off guard. I just smiled at him because the tears were too close to the surface. Dad always called me "Slim". Well, sometimes he called me Dirty Lil, and he had a song he sang whenever I was especially dirty.

We spent Saturday doing housework and yard work to get ready for company on Sunday. We had a World Cup soccer party after church. Jesse invited about 14 people to come watch the game after church. She and Lindsay served "tortas" – hoagie type sandwiches with guacamole, refried beans, pineapple, lunchmeat, and usual sandwich fixins – good stuff. Most everyone cheered for Italy, and no one was disappointed. The game was not nearly as exciting as the Stanley Cup Finals, but I do love soccer.

Saturday night, I cooked fried okra and squash, sliced vine-ripe tomatoes and cantaloupe to have with our burgers. I love summer time and the garden veggies that go with it.

1 comment:

Buck Pennington said...

Saturday night, I cooked fried okra and squash, sliced vine-ripe tomatoes and cantaloupe to have with our burgers. I love summer time and the garden veggies that go with it.

Ah, Lou, you just fired off a few synapses that hadn't been lit in a long time. I had a large vegetable garden (TSMP called it "The Truck Farm." It was big.) when I lived in Choctaw, the only time I've gardened in my life. Turns out I was quite good at growing stuff; the second year I bought a big ol' Troy-Bilt tiller and increased the size of the garden quite a bit. And I dearly loved "picking dinner" in the summer time, especially when the corn started to come in. I don't care how good the local produce department is, there's nothing like home grown!!

The game was not nearly as exciting as the Stanley Cup Finals... Not much is! :-)