Monday the 13th. Oh boy, better watch out for—well, it’s Monday. The start of the workweek with the weekend naught but a fond memory.
The highlight of my weekend, aside from Hubby cooking yummy suppers on Saturday and Sunday per usual, was the monthly firemen’s breakfast up at the Hall. A feast fit for a queen cooked by our local volunteer firefighters. Scrambled eggs, bacon (nice and crispy as it should be), sausages, fried bologna, hash browns, baked beans, and French toast. With regular toast too if you still have room. Along with coffee, tea, and fruit juice. Scrumptious. A community breakfast is also a good chance to catch up on the local news. Like the sightings of the coyote up at the lighthouse. Hubby carries a stout stick on his walks now. Happy Sadie Hawkins Day! Your one opportunity this year, ladies, to propose to the man of your dreams. Cheers!
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Luanna
11/14/2017 04:13:58 pm
Hi Michelle,
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Lawna Stewart
11/13/2017 10:38:53 pm
Life on the old homestead sounds appealing! especially in the food department....the firefighters would love to know you gave such a great review of their monthly breakfasts....Don't like the sound of a coyote on the Lighthouse Trail...maybe a whistle as well as a stick? You mean I missed Sadie Hawkins Day again???
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Luanna
11/14/2017 04:16:06 pm
I'd be nervous with that coyote roaming too. Hubby carries a rock as well, let's hope his aim is true. Thanks for dropping by, we'll see you next week!
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