We’re still dealing with estate business and visiting the big fella’s sons and nephew.
The poopers have been very patient – just snuggled up in the back seat and waiting while we ran errands, etc.
We went out for supper last night to celebrate Mark’s 30th birthday and as a sort of farewell supper, as well. The boys fly back to their respective homes today.
We went to the Pagolac:
The Royea males have a hearty appetite:
The big fella ignored all our advice and bit into one of the very hot Vietnemese peppers that came with the soup:
Graham was off to work his night shift, Mark had an early flight in the morning and Ken was leaving at noon.
I managed to hit up a yarn store on Sunday; more on that later!