Another wonderful weekend in Maine. Friday night, we saw The Simpsons, or at least the first 20 minutes before a thunderstorm caused the theater to lose power.
Saturday a day working in the yard, buying patio furniture and hitting the local art festival. (I now know why starving artists are starving. They price they're stuff so high no one can afford it, so they don't make any money and can't eat. ) The art was really nice, but really expensive. We also hit our first local restaurant/bar. Very nice place, only a mile down the street. 15 beers on tap (including Dogfish Head) and another 50 or so in bottles. Great food, great prices, can't go wrong.
Sunday my Aunt DeeDee and Uncle Steve, their daughter Jessica, her husband David and their niece and nephew came up for the day. (they're staying in their cottage an hour south of here, like they do every year) Good time had by all. Michael and Barney cooked their usual delicious spread, and all of us along with Uncle Dennis, Aunt Shelia, Brianna and David hung out.
As usual, when more than 2 Morrissey's get together, the stories from them growing up flow out. These stories never fail to make you cry cuz you're laughing so hard. Somewhere, there's a great book that needs to be written on them...
Afterwards, DeeDee, Steve et. al. came by to see our house, and of coursed ooh and ahhed over it. What can I say, Sarah and I have great taste.
All in all, a great weekend... back to work tomorrow...unfortunately
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Sheila not Shelia
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