Champagne dinner

The happy recipients of free $100 dinner tickets.



A champagne toast with friends.



The call I expected came at 7:30. I had showered and could not return to bed clean even though the golf had been cancelled. There was a mist and the temperature was only in the low 40s. I decided to go to the recycle center and loaded the car. I drove there at nearly nine but found the gate locked and others waiting. I went on to Ranchero to borrow communion ware for next week but could not get a response from the woman who was to take over the responsibility. I drove on to the hardware to buy back the items I had returned yesterday. I saved 20% on them but spent much more on things I probably don’t need: a new kitchen faucet, salad tongs, Brita filters, a lawn sprinkler, etc. I returned to the former locations with the same results but left a card at Ranchero. I returned home and unpacked things. I also went to a man in the park who sharpens scissors because ours don’t cut to suit Evelyn. He sharpened them but said they were not aligned correctly. I brought them to Evelyn who had spent the morning sewing the binding around the blanket for Noah. She liked them better, but I took the Fiscars back to be sharpened this afternoon. We had a late lunch because we will have a late champagne dinner tonight. I prepared the order of worship for next week, tweaked tomorrow’s sermon and then we took a nap. I have not received a call from McCoy’s about the estimate yet and would like to call Ray Stehlik while the weekend minutes are still in effect. I guess I will have to wait until Monday. Earlier, I had called Rexhall and talked with the technician who didn’t have much good to say except that it is possible to splice a part into the hydraulic line. Now to find out how to accomplish that. We went to the dinner with some beer and wine because the invitations said BYOB. Unfortunately it also said beer and wine excluded. (The hotel sells those.) We had poured a glass each when the gendarme came and insisted we take our bottle back to the car. We enjoyed the dinner and especially the two young couples who sat with us. They were locals, one a dentist and the other a restaurateur. The wives were stay at home moms. We will look for their opening. There was also an influx of political candidates--all democrats. There is a primary coming up March 7. We don’t vote democrat so we won’t be supporting any of them. They were all personable, and I hate to see any of them get elected because they are likely to be arrested within the year. The politics down here are extremely corrupt. We were able to dance some, but Evelyn ran out of gas just as the samba or salsa dances began. I really like them but wouldn’t if my back hurt. We left at 10 and came home to rest up for tomorrow.