
Tonight Oma, the boys and my brother went out to cut some wood for the fire and on their way back to the house (they were sitting on top of the wood in the trailer on the back of the riding mower) it started to pour... they arrived wet and giggling.
My brother and I tried to make the perfect flan, so tomorrow we'll know if we succeeded or not (it has to refrigerate overnight).
Sounds like Jim is fairing well without us--the neighbors invited him over for a steak dinner! Those of you who know us well know that he doesn't get steak very often, actually only when I go away...



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