Our weekend was both enjoyable and productive.
Friday night, we met up with The Sister-and-Brother-in-Law for dinner at our favorite restaurant.
Saturday morning, The Grandson texted me to ask if we had any plans for the day. As it happened, we'd planned to winterize the back porch. The Grandson said he'd be glad to help, so I went to get him mid-morning. We went to work as soon as we got back to the house. It was COLD, but we bundled up and got 'er done. We stapled clear vinyl all around the exterior of the porch. While we were working, I tripped over a mole trail, then a few minutes later I fell off a ladder (wasn't very far up it, thank goodness). By evening, I was kinda stiff, but didn't sustain any serious damage.
The Grandson asked if he could spend the night. We said "yes," of course! Once upon a time, he spent almost every weekend with us, but now, at age 15, we're not on the top of his social list. It was good to have him here. He used to love to eat breakfast here; the boy could eat his weight in biscuits and gravy. We cooked a big breakfast Sunday morning, but the lazy kid slept until well after noon. I took him home mid-afternoon and spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying the porch.
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