Easter is the craziest time around TV. Everyone has visitors, and the snow birds are getting in their last hurrahs. The place is a mob scene, and then they are gone. With no warning this place becomes almost serene. As much as I will enjoy the respite, I will miss the excitement the visitors bring.
We had a crowd for Easter Dinner. We set up a feast for 20 outside on RC’s patio and ate and drank until the community watch truck started cruising back and forth down the street. The guys got a bit boisterous playing darts in the dark, and Wayne accused me of stifling him, when I asked him to take it down a few decibels. I guess I thought 11pm was a bit late for that kind of noise level (I can be so strict).
The Thompson clan was in for a visit and they left quite an impression. I am going to try my first attempt at posting photos on my blog with a sure to be classic of Michelle doing the Macarena and Kevin and Molly singing Karaoke at the Tiki Bar. I am not going to mention who, but several of the clan was a bit under the weather for the ride home. They think its easy living our lifestyle. Most stunts are performed by professionals (us), so don’t try this at home.
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