Yesterday we met up with a total of about twenty people for a day of tennis. We managed to snag two courts in spite of the amazing weather.
I had warned Andrew ahead of time that the day would be about tennis, not food. It was killing him, I knew he’d want to grill something up but I held firm. We took ham and cheese sandwiches to eat and hit the courts mixing and matching players. After four hours, everyone had played out. And Andrew hadn’t grilled a thing.
We went home sat out back and continued to enjoy the still amazing weather. Then our neighbors popped in and Andrew said something like, “Hi guys, guess what; I haven’t been able to grill anything all day.” Our neighbor ran back home and grabbed a lovely steak from the freezer. What do you know? Andrew was able to grill after all. He was so thrilled. He love, love, loves to season food, he loves to think about how he will season food, how he will cook it, what he will serve with it wine-wise. It is his hobby. Which reminds me of Mother’s Day when he asked what I wanted for Mother’s Day and I said I wanted him to make me lunch.
“And, that would be different from every other day how?” He had a point.
So, the day was just beautiful in every way.
Today we are back to rain.