Band at party

What a great party we had here last Saturday. Even the weather cooperated. My brother, Morry, and I worked hard to get some finishing touches and cleanup done around the place but I paid to have the house professionally cleaned. My friend, Lopeta, is housecleaner supreme and she really gave the house a thorough going over.

I thought we were doing well at 3:45 when we already had the grills fired up and were about to put the meat on. I had warmed up the oven expecting people to start trickling in since I had let everyone know we would be serving from 4 to 7pm. I had this vision of cooking all the burgers and hot dogs and having them warm in the oven to bring out as needed.

Well about that time the flood started. I think 8 cars came up the driveway all in a line and it did not slow down until about 8:30. At one point I asked Morry how the cooking was going and he said he likened the experience to being in the middle of a stampede. Luckily, we had plenty of food and everyone helped out. I stayed busy running back and forth making iced tea. Last year I made gallons in advance and poured 90% of it out. This year I could hardly keep up with the consumption.

Feeding frenzy

The worship band from my church came and played good cowboy, Christian music but not so loud that it drown out conversation. It was a very diverse group of friends from church, clients, neighbors and family. It looked like everyone got along fine. I never cease to be amazed at the talented cooks I know. Some of the side dishes were incredible. Debbie’s famous deviled eggs never made it outside and I think I ate about 6 myself. There were some fantastic salads and deserts, not to mention yummy appetizers.

It is quite an honor for me to be able to share my 1 year anniversary on the farm with so many of my friends and family. When God put it on my heart to have this party I was not sure if I could pull it off as hot as it has been this summer. And then when he asked me to invite the worship group from church I thought for sure it would be asking too much of them but everything worked out perfectly.

My friend, Jeannie, stayed over and we got to have a nice visit. Except for the hamburgers and hot dogs it seemed like we ended up with more food than we started with. I love party leftovers. I am so blessed. Madalyn

man, we're exhausted