Then came dinner. We took advantage of the absence of our picky eaters and cooked things we like.
(Well, the boys did the cooking. I mostly just told them where things were.)
We had salad, egg lemon soup, roasted red potatoes, grilled vegetables and lamb chops in a wine sauce with shallots and rosemary.
I owe the boys dessert some time, but there was no room tonight.
My unadventurous daughters had lunchables for dinner and were playing computer games, so I was actually able to participate in real conversation.
My brain feels much better.
Since both Sam and Jerry are morning people they left about 7:30. The girls played in the driveway and I pulled weeds while twilight faded. The crickets took over from the cicadas. The air was cool and the breeze soft. When the first star appeared in the sky all I could think of to wish for were more perfect evenings like this one.