So far, so great!

As many of you know, Nana and Grandpa moved about 1 mile away from us at the first of the year. Their idea was to "Winter" in the desert, "Summer" at their old place, and travel all the while. (According to Grandpa, everyday is a Saturday during retirement - How....Sweet.....It.... Is!)

Anyway, they got moved into the new place, and we have been neighbors for several weeks. It's been fun. We have been over to their place several times for dinner and they have been over to our place several times to watch the kids. (Read between the lines - we go eat for free at their place and leave before the dishes are done because the kids are tired, and they come over here to supply us with free babysitting and unload my dishwasher). Did I mention that it has been great so far?

That brings us to tonight. Nana and Grandpa were on a walk and they stopped by. QB and I were getting ready to fry up some crappie, the house was a complete mess, and the kids were all busy doing what kids do. It was wonderful. Grandpa sat for a minute, Nana was ready to get in and out - not wanting to stay too long for an unannounced visit, and before we knew it they were gone. QB and I loved it.

This is what being neighbors is all about.

It feels so good...

The Firecracker is here, upstairs playing Wolfenstein on the computer with her friend.
The Present is down stairs, drinking chocolate milk and watching Krypto the Superdog (his new favorite - Thank you Boomerang channel).
Dimples is happily drilling on the Black and Decker tool bench The Present got for Christmas 2 years ago from Nana and Grandpa.
QB is working, home in a bit.
Ground Beef thawing for hamburgers on the grill tonight for dinner, a delicious Saturday tradition.

What a happy moment in time.

The Air Show

When Miss Smarty Pants and I were kids, Dad, and sometimes Mom, would take us to the Air Show to watch the Thunderbirds fly. While we were there, we could walk through the big cargo planes, look into the fighter jets, and see all kinds of wonderful things. We have such good memories from those times. Well, except that one time when 200,000 OTHER people showed up, so we had to walk home in the really HOT weather, but at least it makes for a good story.

Fast Forward 30 years.

The Thunderbirds were coming to town...here...by us. Nana and Grandpa wondered if The Present might want to go. Of course he would. It's beautiful in the desert this time of year, he loves planes and he loves to fly. So off we went.

I was a great day, and left us with great memories. The Present loved to look at the planes, he loved sitting in them, and flying the red one. I will never forget the look on his face when he heard the roar of the Thunderbirds overhead. Yes a great day, and great memories indeed. I can't wait until next time, when we can take Dimples too.