The Lord's Day

Since Helen called to say they wouldn't get here until about dinner time, we went over the Reedsburg for a bit more of the Butter Festival, arriving for lunch with the after-church crowd. Tom wanted to go to the Knights of Columbus BBQ chicken dinner, but the line was way long, so we ate Lion's Club burgers instead and Lutheran cream puffs. Quite tasty, though overpriced, but it's all for a good cause. Then we walked through the little Arts & Crafts Fair -- ostensibly the reason we had gone, but there was little to see. It began to pour for a while, which meant we wandered around in the Arts & Crafts pavilion longer than planned before walking along the midway -- thought about getting an airbrush tattoo, but relax, Mama, I didn't -- and finally over to watch a couple of innings of Home Talent League baseball between the Reedsburg Pirates and the Sauk Prairie Twins.

Helen and Jay arrived with Buddy and Jenna -- Other Dog -- a large hound of some sort, very friendly and allegedly used to cats. When Sundance came wandering out of my bedroom, though, Jenna went after her like a flash and it took three adults to slow her down enough for Dancer to make it into Tom's room and under her bed. I assume she is still cowering there. Jenna goes back to Minnesota tomorrow morning, and Sundance can reappear. Buddy was grinning and wagging his tail like mad, pleased as punch that Jenna had gotten into trouble. Just like kids!

My friend Rick called from Iowa about the time Helen and Jay arrived. It is always good to hear from him and he sounded excited about some new projects. I'm still hoping to get down to visit him sometime this summer.

For dinner Tom had made a giant Greek salad followed by strawberry shortcake, fresh picked strawberries compliments of neighbor Peggy. These people think strawberry shortcake is made with biscuits instead of angel food cake, if you can believe that! But then northerners put sugar in their cornbread, too. What can you do with people like that?