I know. I should have taken pictures. But it's hard to remember that when you're playing with your friends. Shannon and Strider and their two girls, Eryn and Regan, came over last night for dinner, and I just forgot the camera. Here's what Shannon looked like in July.
And here's what Strider looked like. That was not the best jacknife I've ever seen...
We spent some time outside talking and laughing (mostly when Strider somehow managed to lock himself out of the house and yard. We're still trying to figure out how that happened), then came in for dinner. It's gotten back to muggy, so we abandoned the outdoor dining room. I made a pasta salad with grilled veggies and chicken and some cheddar biscuits. The girls dug the biscuits and were polite about eating the pasta. Shannon brought some great cupcakes for dessert and cleaned my kitchen while I ... hmmm. What WAS I doing while Shannon cleaned my kitchen? I'm not sure. I just know at some point I walked in there and it was clean. I think I'll keep her. She gets a lot more done than my maid.
After cleanup, we settled in to watch Swiss Family Robinson. Shannon and I were particularly excited about seeing it - we both loved it as kids and hadn't seen it since we were probably Eryn's age. Strider and Phillip and the girls had never seen it. It was great to watch it again, but the poor girls may not have gotten to actually watch much of it, since Phillip and Strider and I spent the entire movie making fun of the fact that they had animals from all the continents living "naturally" on this one tiny island. Zebras? Seriously? And the three of us contend that poor Frances doesn't stand a chance on the playground with a name like that and with his mother dressing him in pink pants. I don't care if it was made in 1960. Shannon, who was initially stoked to watch it, wound up taking a nice long nap. I guess cleaning my kitchen wore her slap out.
We wound everything up around 10:30, long past the girls' bedtimes (and past mine, for that matter). Shannon was probably ready to rumble, after her nap. But we tossed them out and locked the door behind them, so they had to go on home. We've already picked the next movie. (How on earth have they not seen Lilo and Stitch?)