Mike hates posed pictures. Steve poses as part of his profession. I grabbed this one, in the car, as he was trying to escape.
|Making a break for the airport
|Kris stayed with us...she's heard him sing a few times...and quickly acclimated to our schedule that includes meals, naps, walks, naps, sitting by the lake, naps, sipping wine during sunset......you get it.
It's always good to hang with Jan. And she enjoyed another of our activities: eating melon. Lots of melon.
Which begs the question: (earth shaking): to salt or not to salt?
Yet another difference between me and my guy: he salts his melon. Really. I don't know if this is a Hoosier thing, a Bolinger thing or just HIS thing. Personally, I can't imagine messing with the sweet, juicy taste of fresh melon. Especially when someone ELSE has cut it all up in nice chunks for me to grab and enjoy.
|Lots of melon
|Anniversary Dinner 6/8/12
During this great week of family (and naps), the hub and I clicked off another anniversary. 38 years since we pledged the pledge, in front of God, family, the world.
Steve and Kris treated us to a celebratory dinner at Winona Lake's Boathouse. Such fun.
Great times. Today, after the family had left (after laundering all the sheets and towels! Thanks, Kris), we took a quick trip to Fort Wayne. We were itching for a little Barnes and Noble. Then, home for lunch and, big surprise, a great afternoon nap.
Such is the flow of life in Northern Indiana right now.