My social calendar is ready to burst.....it's like fitting a whole year into a couple of weeks. My head is spinning and reeling from all the alcohol food, fun, people, animals and hot humid so unlike Southern California weather.
Remember me telling you about my meeting with Jason, Hula Hank, and Pumpkin Delight? Well, I neglected to mention the hootenanny I went to the day before.
By hootenanny, I mean a poolside luncheon with some lurker and non-lurker friends from when I worked as a Public Servant at the County.
Remember me telling you about my meeting with Jason, Hula Hank, and Pumpkin Delight? Well, I neglected to mention the hootenanny I went to the day before.


Francis is not a lurker.....but Francis loves Grandma J.
Yep, he picked him up and dropped him off in a real live, honest-to-goodness, vintage fire truck. Every year, this retired fireman...being my son's father-in-law, picks up his old fire truck from the 13th century, and spiffy's it all up by spit shining it for an upcoming parade.

It's his big thing every year. One year the high school cheerleaders rode on top, another year the football team rode, and the Boy Scouts another year.....but always, always, his grandson rides...and his 90 year old father!



They all had fun and bonded...can you see the bond?


And being so totally silly....