Frat Father's Day Bar-B-Que

 

Saturday was a lovely day! Joe's fraternity had organized a bar-b-que at a wonderful location that was just perfect. There was a park with a spray feature and swings. The weather was wonderfully hot and we spent just the right amount of time here before heading to the Condo pool across the street.

 

Maria spent a good 30 minutes on the swings and Eli was also as happy as a clam! But really, are clams happy? Supposedly it's as happy as a clam at 'high water', where there are no predators for the clams to worry about. But is happiness merely avoiding being eaten? I guess only clams can say.

 

Joe's brothers. Supposedly one is a top military official to President Obama. Insert air quote marks.

I felt bad because there was a new wife there and her husband forgot that there would be swimming. It was seriously too hot to not be swimming. Plus the guy who was in charge of the meat forgot, so the food wasn't ready until 3. We started at 10.

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Fun Frat times!!!

The girls had a blast with their friend Nia. She is a sweetheart.

A poem about phones:

Phones are crap

Time wasting zap

Better than a spinal tap

Not really....

I spent about 2 hours in the morning baking cookies and brownies. No one ate any brownies, but then one lady did take about 10 home. So did the brownies impress anyone? Yes. Maria, Christina and Eli. All is well. My dad ate some too and Joe said he liked them. But I can't believe anything Joe says because he recently revealed to me he was female when he was born. Not really. But really. Kind of, yes. Just remember the meat people. Remember the meat.