{"id":1211,"date":"2007-04-30T07:40:04","date_gmt":"2007-04-30T14:40:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.redeaglespirit.com\/arrrgh\/let_my_fingers\/"},"modified":"2007-04-30T07:40:04","modified_gmt":"2007-04-30T14:40:04","slug":"let_my_fingers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.redeaglespirit.com\/arrrgh\/let_my_fingers\/","title":{"rendered":"Let My Fingers Fly!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s Monday morning, and I have just 15 minutes or so to let you know what we&#8217;ve been doing before I start my week.<br \/>\nFriday, April 27th was my youngest sister&#8217;s birthday.  You know her as Nan, from <em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.redeaglespirit.com\/nan\/\">Just My Opinion<\/a><\/em>, although she has been too busy to blog for some time.<br \/>\nElegante Mother, Dear Husband, My-Sister-The-Nurse and I drove down to the wilds of Indiana for the weekend to help Nan and her family celebrate.  It was a WONDERFUL weekend!<br \/>\nWe left the Chicago area early in the morning on Friday and rolled into their driveway about 4:00 in the afternoon.  We ambled through the fields rather than taking the tollway system (which in my opinion, needs to be blasted off the face of the earth where 294 &#038; 80 join and pass south of Lake Michigan!)  When we arrived, I realized that she&#8217;d figured out we were coming.  It was supposed to be a surprise, but the girls cleaning their rooms must have given it away. *G*<br \/>\nNan&#8217;s hubby, The Major, was an outstanding host.  He went grocery shopping Friday afternoon, and bought enough food to feed the homeless in Indiana.  While we were there he served smoked pork chops, salmon, and rib eye steaks, all cooked on his new outdoor grill.  The only thing I was requested to do meal-wise was to put together salads, a real hardship! *G*<br \/>\nWe chatted Friday evening.  Saturday, we had a lazy morning, and then the ladies drove to the most wonderful nursery to buy plants for Nan&#8217;s container garden on the deck.  We spend the afternoon outside rocking in the deck chairs, sitting in the sun, or shade, as one wished.  That afternoon, one of the girls came flying home from a baseball game to get ready to go to the Jr.-Sr. Prom.  Wow&#8230;..that&#8217;s an experience to live through.  I hope Nan will post a picture of the couple.  Nan had to hem the dress which was perhaps an inch too long, and do her daughter&#8217;s manicure and pedicure.  A friend helped her with her makeup, and she wore her very long, curly hair piled up on her head.<br \/>\nAfter dinner, we chatted, and waited for the prom-goers to return home.   Nan&#8217;s oldest daughter and her boyfriend watched movies.  It was the most bone-less weekend.  We just eased through the day and enjoyed each other&#8217;s company.<br \/>\nSunday morning The Major put on the most amazing breakfast!  Bacon, waffles, scrambled eggs and juice.  It really hit the spot.  We had time to gather on the deck once more, to sit and chat before it was time to pack up and hit the road.  Dear Husband was facing a payroll with a new version of Quick Books, and we were a bit concerned about having adequate time to wade through the new program.  It was really hard to pull ourselves away.<br \/>\nPictures&#8230;.we took a last gathering of pictures on the lawn&#8230;.piled into the car, and we were off!<br \/>\nI&#8217;m SO glad My-Sister-The-Nurse was able to join us, and SO glad that we got to help Nan celebrate. It was just an exceptional weekend!<br \/>\nHappy Birthday, sis!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s Monday morning, and I have just 15 minutes or so to let you know what we&#8217;ve been doing before I start my week. Friday, April 27th was my youngest sister&#8217;s birthday. 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