A MN Happy Hour and a Maine Cabin Delight

Bienvenido loyal reader! When last was posted,  Bruce and Mary, just the two of them were relaxing at the family cabin retreat. Well that ended Sunday with Mary’s manic (as usual) cleaning of the place and their exit, heading back to Foley where they would toil the week away, working in Bruce’s mom’s basement moderating commentary for our Canadian Moderation services company. But it wasn’t all work, work, work. We had a lot of fun, too. And as usual, for those of you who prefer to view these posts from the original blog-site, please click here.

We’re on my mom’s deck in Foley, MN with good friends Sally, Gary, and Tom. Tom and Sally live next door and are better kids to ma than her own. Gary is Tom’s best friend and mom has worked part-time for him in the past. They have become good friends.

Brad, Amy and Brad’s mom, Marlene. Brad was my my deceased brother Neil’s best friend and we’ve lots of great Neil stories to share.

Brad is on fire this evening! Marlene, Sarah (Gary’s better half) and mom are enjoying another Brad take on a classic Neil story.

Annah, Sammy, and our grandbaby Aria in the kitchen of their Dover home, we have just arrived. It was an interesting travel day. When we’d originally booked these tix in Feb, we’d booked a 1:30pm flight with a reasonable layover in Cleveland, to land in Boston about 8:30pm. Well, United changed our flight to 8:30am out of MSP, with no change on the connecting flight out of Cleveland. Thanks, United. Like Mary’s sis Sue said, if you make the flight change, they charge you $75 but do the airlines reverse the charge when they do it? We all know the answer to that. But Karla at United check-in said, “Seven hours in Cleveland?! We gotta to fix that!” and she did, we landed in Boston at 2:10pm, gave Sammy a call, who was waiting in the free cell phone parking lot (only one I’ve ever heard of), and in a flash we were on our way to Dover. Que Bueno!

Aria and me have this inside joke, this pointy thing. We do it all the time.

The other grandpa, Papa Pat. We’re at the Moynihan family cabin, up the road in Maine. It is a little slice of paradise.

Papa Pat, Aria, mommy, and Nana Kathy.

Mommas with their babies. Kid sister Kerry is the baby of her family.

These sisters were born for the water.

A close-up of Annah, a natural kayaker…. naturally!

Papa Pat in the kayak, Mary, me, Sammy, Kerry, and Nana Kathy.

We’re all sitting on the firepit deck when lo and behold, witnessed by all, is Aria’s very first step!

We were pleased to renew our friendships with Aria’s great-grandpa and ma (Kathy’s folks) John and Kay.

Papa Pat and his baby, Kerry. What a great pic, eh?

Aria is pulling out all the stops trying to stay awake on the ride home from the lake. Soon after this pic she’s in pacifier heaven, snoozing the hour and a half ride home to Dover.

Thanks for visiting gentle reader. Bruce hopes that the casual fan understands that as much as Bruce and Mary love to tell the whole world about their adventures, it is times like this that remind them that the original motivator for this blog was to keep close friends and family in the loop, and to have a little fun in the process. Hasta proxima Domingo!