Places to Go, People to See...

Friday at 4am Diana took off with a group of 14 other folks to go to Louisiana to do hurricane recovery demolition/construction work. I've gotten a couple calls and text messages and one picture that is cute as can be of her and a pal in a mask. It's on my phone though and I am not hi -tech enough to figure out how to get it onto my computer so you all can see.

What I do have is a picture of the warning signs she posted on her bedroom door and in her room since I informed her I'd be cleaning it thoroughly in her absence.

In case you can't read the fine print on this first one it says, 'Oh & this is still my room so it's still just as off limits to all of you (Mom) as it would be!'

Just in case I missed that first one....Guess what...too bad, kiddo. The room gets a REAL cleaning once a year when you go away.

Saturday we got to visit with an old friend from college and his family. He is in the military and has been all over the place for the last 13 years so I am guessing it has been at least 10 since we saw each other. It was a fun time to catch up.

Sunday was, of course, Father's Day and my family reunion. Mr. Lime is not terribly happy about family reunions especially when they fall on Father's Day and I do understand. He was a reasonably good sport about it. But I really have to ask how can you not have fun at a reunion where there is an impromptu scar comparison contest? It started when two cousins were comparing scars from cellulitis, it continued when another cousin showed the long scar on her ankle from where she broke it an had metal put in. Next, I counted off the 5 scars on my left arm from the 'zip line incident.' Then another cousin decided to pull up his shirt and pull down his pants so he could show a gnarly back surgery scar. Then his wife flashed the brand new hip replacement scar she has. Finally my great uncle lifted his shirt to trump us all with his open heart surgery scar. We reminded him his older sister had the same scar and someone said, 'Oh she can't show that!' I reminded them that our dear 85 year old aunt, if challenged would flash us all without hesitation. She is, after all, the one who stood on stage singing along to 'I've Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts' doing rather suggestive movements during her younger sister's 80th birthday party. Unfortunately I do not have pictures of this whole competition to share with you all. Perhaps you are glad.

Instead I will leave you with a picture of our newest member who just came home to us from Central America a few months ago. Is she not the most adorable little girl? Welcome to the clan sweet girl!