Well the son is all moved back in. That has been an experience. Needless to say neither of the cats are happy about the situation. My Boo is pissed that there is another cat in the house and poor Prometheus is pissed because he has been uprooted, rode in a Uhaul truck for 10 hours and put into a small bedroom with an angry female cat on the other side of the door. Hopefully my son will find employment soon and be able to move into a place where his cat can run freely throughout the place. That and he can continue with his young bachelor life. (Yes, I am realistic and know that he is not the innocent little boy any more.)
I have gotten back to prepping for the 4th of July party that I was planning before. I think it has kind of gotten blown out of proportion. What was going to be just a gathering of 18 or so has morphed into 30. At least I thought ahead enough to get 3 cases of mason jars. Now I just need to find 3 or 4 more pails and grab a few more red and white bandanas. Not to mention get more hot dogs and chicken.
My youngest is worried about parking since he is the one responsible for the fireworks portion of this shindig. He is afraid that people will be parking right where he will be firing off the big stuff. I keep telling him that we can rearrange cars when everyone gets here. But I do understand his concern. With that many people showing up there will be quite a few cars around. Oh well, we can deal with that when it comes time for it. Right now I have to worry about feeding all of these people.
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