Singing Bonne Fete with Tante Rhea (she is on the phone)On Saturday, both sets of grandparents arrived to visit. Paul's parents brought lobster. We called T to join us. I should tell you that eating lobster has taken on a new dimension since Paul arrived on the scene in 1993. Before that, eating lobster was a rare occurrence and was usually marked by grunting and huffing and sometimes even implements usually left in the garden shed or the workshop. Now, when I set the table for lobster there are a bunch of paring knives and, well, besides seating Paul and his dad at opposite ends of the table, that is about it.
Taryn, seated by Pappi, received training in the ways of eating lobster, including the tail fins and the proper procedure for cracking the tail. 
I think she found meat she never knew existed. By the end of the evening, she was a old pro. Thanks to B and D for bringing the lobster. I must say this winter we have had the best lobster and this was the best of the best. Some of the lobsters were so full you could hardly get the meat out. Wonder what the lobster is like in SC?
After the lobster, we got into the cake and ice cream, it was a good thing we had two!
Sunday morning, Pappi and Paul went off to do some errands and arrived back to clean up around the house and make burgers for lunch. Cake was much anticipated by the grandfathers but just as we were starting to clean up we got a call for a viewing that afternoon. The cake was abandoned and all hands were pressed into action to tidy up the house. In protest, the grandfathers made a quick exit. We are still hearing about it! I promise to make another cake when the house sells!
We had two more viewings today. One was a no; the other is thinking. Hopefully, the thinking will turn into something.
Last weekend we headed to Newfoundland to visit good friends from Paul's grad school days. We had great weather, 
lots to do - swimming,
skating, the fluvarium, bookstores, touristy things,
great food and fun with friends.
Now, I'm not quite sure why we left. I loved living in St. John's. Water and Duckworth Streets are vibrant, even with dirty sidewalks. The stores are interesting and every second place seems to be a cafe or restaurant - on that note may be it is better that we don't live there! Saturday morning, we had the best bagels I have had in ages from the Georgetown Bakery which I think is in the corner store at top of my old street!
There has definitely been a change in the weather so we have been out in the garden and for long dog walks. The good weather also means that Isabelle spends more time outside at daycare and comes home EXHAUSTED. She really can be a beast when she is tired and hungry, wonder where she gets that?
We may get a week at Milford this summer, my longest stay since I worked there. I can't wait. I relax when I see these pictures. It's funny, I have heard cicadas lots of places but they never sound the same as they do at Milford. Last summer, we stayed in the cabin I stayed in as a kid and I watched Isabelle hunting for frogs in the same places I used to and I suppose where my mother did too. I'm happy we have a place where she can run around doing kid things - no TV or computer. Milford isn't for everyone but I know G & R and T enjoy their time there as much as we do. 
I had a lovely evening visiting with T. You have to appreciate a friend who appreciates your quirks. Now, off to bed with a book, maybe Maggie will let me sleep in tomorrow!
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