May 2 2008

Don was at the shop when I called Dad and asked what he wanted for dinner. I was headed for the grocery store and had a very short list.

Don suggested Yakisoba and gave a very easy recipe over the telephone.

I stopped off at the 82nd Street store called Fubon. I was there quite a while looking for just three things that I needed for the meal. Some Special Sweet Sauce, some Yakisoba noodles and some Kecap Manis which is a disgusting thick blackish sauce. Oh. My. Goodness! This was a truly delicious meal. Thank you, Don


The next day Dad had to change the brakes on the van. Long over due, I might add.

The only place he could get the parts he needed was at Mikes Auto Parts which happens to be just a few blocks from our favorite place to buy hot dogs.

The outdoor stand is opened all year and it doesn't matter if it is snowing or blistering hot. Neal got in line, for there is always a line, and awaited his turn.

It was finally his turn and he bought each of us delicious hot dogs like the ones we used to get when we were kids.

We never buy their sodas because they are way too expensive. Especially when we can just cross the street and go to the 7-11. We always get A&W Root Beer which isn't as good as it was when we were kids but still yummy.


Neal applied our favorite hearty brown mustard. He describes the smoked pork sausage as having a skin that pops when you bite into it. The mere pondering of this sausage will cause you to salivate, he says.


Can you tell by the expression on his face that all of the stuff that had been bothering him at the shop have been


momentarily forgotten?

We mmmm'd until every bite was gone and then a little after that!

Soon I was back working in the garden and he was back under the van.




Friday was Gaylynne's birthday. Happy Birthday, Gaylynne! Don and she went out for dinner leaving the children with us.

After dinner Mel spent the rest of the evening on Sproutkids.com She is quite proficient on the computer at least on this website.



Emma spent her time watching cartoons and eating chocolate chip cookies.

Dayton went from one activity to the other and I was surprised to see that I hadn't gotten a single picture of him.

He was so cute with a little car he found in the toy box. He got down on his tummy and ran that car all around himself. He never actually moved his body, just his arm.





Courtney had some homework to do. Boy did she have the perfect audience...me. Her assignment was to read out loud for 20 minutes. I love to be read to.

She read to me about the Iroquois Indians and I learned a lot of really gross things about a couple of other tribes. Drink blood? Flatten your children's heads? Yuk!