best days.

by Bird and Cleaver



Sitting down to write this, there is a realization of how good this weekend really was. Neither of us had to work on Saturday. That, in and of itself, was awesome! We took the day off to celebrate with our Aunt Ruth. It is not every day you turn 90! If only we could all be so lucky to live as long and lead even half as full of a life as she has. Really, she deserves a post all her own. Or two.

Saturday night was reserved for a surprise party. Having friends that live abroad and don't visit the U.S very often, is as good of a reason as we can think of to celebrate. Maybe, a little over celebrate.  Maybe. Oh well. Needless to say, we were less concerned with snapping photos than getting loud with our favorite long haired German.

Sunday was dinner with Grandma in Michigan. All the usual suspects, ham, potatoes, asparagus, plenty of deviled eggs. So we ate. Jumped on the questionable trampoline. Ate some more, and enjoyed the company of our niece. It had been quite a while. Good times.

In a nutshell, we are incredibly lucky to have the friendships and relationships we do have.  Sometimes we lament the fact that all of our ties are not as strong or tight as we wish.  And then we have a weekend like this.  What more could you ask for?