Well, the party made for a busy day.

Close to forty family member attended Pepa's 80th birthday party, from the local area and Plains of Texas, to East and Central Texas, to as far away as Indiana. It was a fun day!

I finally tossed in the towel and asked Rian to bring one of his big pits to cook the 'burgers and 'dogs on. He and the two bigger boys arrived about Eleven thirty.

We were running late, and arrive closer to noon. Rian was busy burning off his pit in preparation for the days cooking. Afterward he loaded the pit with mesquite firewood and we lit the fire. Shortly we loaded wieners on the upper racks, and before too long, us cooks had something to graze on.

I didn't count how many wieners we cooked, but I knew we brought forty-eight buns. Before the official start time for the party, I went inside and found thirty-six buns had been consumed with corresponding wieners! Pat made a quick trip to purchase more buns.

I do know we cooked eighty hamburger patties. I believe Krl told me sixteen buns were left from sixty, so all the attendees ate pretty well!

All of Pepa's sisters attended, although none of Memama's siblings did. All of Pepa's children's families were represented, and several boasted near 100% attendance. Close but no cigar!

Krl's and my clan probably scored lowest on this exercise as there were only five there. Not good considering all of them live within a hundred twenty-five miles of the Roscoe Hub.

Oh well.

By days end my back and hips were killing me. Too much time on my feet! We left Roscoe about seven, and my recliner was a welcome site!

If you didn't make the party it was your loss!

Have a day!

FATHER, thank YOU for a fun day!