Short week.

Our Memorial Day was bueno. The weekend began...

A relaxing beverage before our dinner Friday night started the entire weekend off on the right foot. 

Saturday morning Mr. Macho traveled to Out-of-Town Son's house to help load the heavy furniture for the move. OOT Son and his wife are closing the sale of their house today, actually. They have moved into a temporary house. They have a contract on a new house with hopes to move in by July.

I had plans Saturday to work in the butterfly garden. My co-worker called early begging off the project as she didn't feel well. So. I just drove myownself down to the Farmer's Market whereI found these beautiful veggies, along with some baked products, and homemade pimento cheese. 

The purple string beans turn green the moment they get hot in the pot. (I confess I added a little bacon fat to the pot.) I didn't do a very good job getting the string out of the beans, but they tasted oh-so good!

Sunday morning was busy. We visited with one parishioner after Mass and missed another. A trip to the store for a few items, a good meal, and a little bit of rest ensued. Then I got the cabin fever and so we went bowling! Our lanes messed up, but neither of us are very good at bowling so it wasn't a big deal. Mr. Macho still has that competitive spirit and wants to be best. Me? I'm just happy to be there. I did get some strikes. And some spares. And my second game was better than the first. Mr. Macho won both games. It was so fun. The men in the lanes next to use obviously bowled frequently. They could really hurl those heavy spheres! We were duly impressed. 

The anticipated rain did not materialize Sunday nor Monday. Memorial Day dawned and we slept in a little, went on a walk, then headed to town in search of a grill. We found just the item we wanted. Paid for it and promised to pick it up later. We visited two furniture stores and in the second one I found my new table. As in most everything with this remodel, it was more costly than I had expected. We decided to go for it. So I ordered it! 

We picked up the grill after a quick burger and headed home. Mr. Macho was sorely disappointed when he figured out the conversion kit was not included in the purchase of the grill. Our salesman had simply been wrong. So. We had to go online and order the conversion kit. 

He spent the remainder of the day taking his frustration out on the bushes in our yard. I must say they look vey manicured now. 

Memorial Day. Legend declares it started right here in our home town. Several ladies from town wanted to decorate the graves of the Confederate soldiers in the local cemetery. However, when they began the task their hearts compelled them to not only decorate Confederate graves, but the Union soldiers' graves, also. Articles were written about it. A poem was written about it. And now the last Monday in May we celebrate the former Decoration Day as Memorial Day. We remember and honor those who have died in the service our our nation. Many wars have come and gone since our Civil War. Today we enjoy the freedoms this country continues to provide that have been bought by those that have paid the ultimate sacrifice.  We are ever thankful.

Shalom.