Saturday, August 31
Leisurely morning in Lincoln. As each person arises, gets coffee and makes his/her way to the patio Zeke keeps count. He greets everyone and paces until all are present and accounted for. Janel and Pablo sneak in a great workout (I skip today – hey, I need one day’s rest…) and everyone relaxes.
Breakfast/brunch preparations begin in earnest and the house is smelling great with wafting aromas of ham and coffee. Soon enough we are called to the table to partake of another feast.
Once again, the meal is incredible. Eric and Janet have created a strata of eggs, ham, asparagus and who knows what else. It is promptly dubbed “Eric Estrada” (Eric’s Strata). The ever-present tomatoes attempt to steal the show.
We linger at the table and then mom offers to do the cleanup even though we all determine that it may take her until dinnertime to finish.
Mid afternoon finds us blogging, reading, chatting and napping. I decided that I wanted to take a nap and made the mistake of announcing my intentions while Zeke was in the room. I start to head off to my sleeping quarters when Janet tells me that I can nap in the master bedroom if I wish. Sounds like a pretty good deal to me. However, by the time I get down the hall Zeke has overheard me and is already sprawled out on the master bed! Rich and I manage to crawl in with him and after a slight tussle we all settle in.
Later in the afternoon we are visited by Janet/Eric’s friends and neighbors – John and Nathan. They will be joining us for dinner tonight. Nathan tells us stories of his experiences in shooting trap/skeet and shows a video of a huge shooting center in Illinois. Pretty cool stuff.
Afternoon turns into evening and that means dinner preparations are in full swing. Tonight’s menu is an old-fashioned Louisiana Shrimp Boil. How lucky are we?
Soon the boil is ready and Eric dumps the contents of his pot(s) onto trays on newspaper-covered tables. We are invited to dive in and throw our shells into the buckets.
We stuff ourselves with shrimp, crayfish, corn, potatoes, sausages, salad, tomatoes and Cheddar Bay biscuits. As our friend, Jack, says “Does it get any better than this?”
It is a beautiful, cool, clear night with about a billion stars. We hang out on the patio for a long time laughing and talking. Someone finds this little creature before we turn in for the night.