Satiated

I had a great weekend. I spent time with all of my sibs and some of their kids and one of mine. I ate fantastic food, had interesting conversations, went for fast paced walks, experienced some country roads riding high in a truck, cheered on some atheletes in China from the couch, won thousands of dollars playing wheel of fortune, saw a nudee on the seawall, (and averted mine eyes of course), zoomed in and out of traffic in a convertible with my hair blowing in the breeze, was pampered with a pedicure, took in Bard on the Beach, and people-watched as I public transitted my way back to my van. All done with dear family members between Thursday evening and Saturday evening.

On Sunday I went to Yale for a BC 150 year celebration with friends, got to dress up in period costume, eat bannock, drink rootbeer and pan for gold.

That evening I was part of a hamburger extravaganza at a friend's house and experienced the best hamburger ever. Homemade buns exactly the size of the patties, beef freshly ground from chuck steak in that very kitchen, melted blue cheese, a peanut/mayo spread, another exotic spread of unknown ingredients, tomatoes, lettuce, fried onions, and ketchup if you wanted it.