But at 3:00, Rona came by to announce, "I have a surprise for everyone. The Ben & Jerry's Truck will be in the driveway in 30-minutes. I hope you're ready for some ice cream."
Really? We spent 1 pm -3 pm having barbecue catered by a restaurant in New Haven; inside, there was a buffet of bagels, fruits, mimosas, and bloody Mary's. I was still exhausted from last night, and have no idea how the wedding party or parents had energy for this second day...
...with the grandiosity...
...and all that food...
I don't remember, exactly, what I had, but it was served over a cookie and had lots of hot fudge. When the announcement came we were told that the children and elderly go first. I asked, "Does that count me?" I was told, "No."
I demonstrated my patience.
And I'm fried. I have no clue how any of them are standing, including Chitunga, who partook, full-heartedly, in the festivities....they had fireworks at night. I couldn't last that long. I've always been a bit of a party pooper.
Meanwhile, Karal had a naughty day. We left her and Jake at Pam's condo, where she tore up a bag and box of tissue, plus ate through a new dog leash. I have been counting my blessings that she's been so good, but I know there's an enormous imp in her (and she's been waiting to show it). She showed it.
Now I wish I had leftovers. I never got to the ribs or pulled pork, because everything else was so good.
Today is recovery (still waiting to see if Tunga needs me to drive him to Laguardia - his first big-boy booking on his own. He's going to see Sue in Louisville and have lunch with Alice and Charlie, too). I hope he has a fantastic time on his first vacation.
And now...drum roll please...it's CWP all the way.
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