It dawns on me, O Best Beloved, that we always have a Memorial Day get-together, and that this Monday should be no different. We'll have a small grill and a bunch of frozen meat from the old house; we'll call it a potluck - bring chips or cheese or veggies or whatever else belongs with grilled meat. We can use paper plates and plastic cups and I can maybe entice some of you to help me Windex down the shelves and put some dishes away in between testing out the sound system in the basement and the possibilities for the huge new backyard.
Any takers? I'll be glad to provide directions.