It’ll be just like a picnic except we’ll have an oven

It only took me two days to get a blasted enchilada dinner together. In the end, I decided it would be a little like a picnic. Except that we were indoors and had access to an oven. And hot running water. But there were other picnic-like aspects to the whole affair. Finding where just the right utensil had been carefully packed away last fall. Scrounging a roll of paper towels to use in lieu of cloth napkins.

As far as I know, this is the first dinner at the moomincabin for the summer of 2011. At least it is the first one with invited guests. Jeep and Pan and the mean old, grunchie old grinchie. As hard as it was for yer fav-o-rite blahgger to pull it together, it was just the ticket for The Commander, who had somebody to talk to besides, well, yer fav-o-rite blahgger.

If it were about 10 degrees warmer, I think I would get jamadots to install a DSL and move out to the moomincabin for the duration. I think I am gonna install a DSL out there *anyway* but that does not mean I won’t still hang out at the Green Guy Cafe from time to time.

It was a beautiful day, if a little chilly. Some of us were a little out of sorts today. That included me. I do not like to wait and we are waiting. Tap tap tap. That’s my foot. People keep asking, “FV has a wait-list?” Well. Of course it has a wait list. It has a wait list because yer fav-o-rite blahgger is in need of a room there. What were you thinking? I will be tearing my hair out if this goes on much longer. If it goes on past Memorial Day, I *will* move out to the moomincabin but gawd, I hope it is resolved by then!!!

That is about all the aimless blather either of us can stand. The Beautiful Connie is coming tomorrow morning to tidy up and that means I need to, uh, tidy up… Incoherently yours, –KW.

Oh, and, P. S. The Commander had absolutely NO trouble getting up the three steps to the deck at the cabin and then, when it came time to leave, she totally ignored my “order” to *wait* to begin her descent until I had her walking machine at the ready at the bottom. When I turned around, she was halfway down the steps and The Beautiful Jan was cracking up, like, “You go, girl!”.

3 Responses to “It’ll be just like a picnic except we’ll have an oven”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Waiting around and not knowing what’s happening is SO hard. I understand your feelings. How were the enchiladas? Our weather has gone back to 50s and rainy–from 70 and sunny yesterday. So cruel.

  2. Pooh Says:

    Our St. Louis weather was just like yours — all weekend we were 50’s and rainy. There might even be frost warning tonight. That crazy Mother Nature needs to get back on her meds!

    Glad to hear the picnic was a success and that Fran is out-foxing you and the steps!

  3. jane Says:

    I’ll be seeing Liz on Thursday for dinner. YAY!