Can't-Decide-Which-Weather:

Hi Gang:

You know what I mean when I say the weather can't decide? I mean, like, is it gonna be hot or cold, rain or snow. The morning starts out, we open at 6:00 AM, shivering. Got tulips outside wearing scarves and down jackets. The morning rolls on and by about 11:30 we're really sorry we never had that kitchen fan by the ovens fixed. And by supper call, we're serving salads and very little soup. Keeps you on your toes in the restaurant trade.

We're catering hot dogs and chili for the senior prom  supper. Ours is late this year on account of the prom committee not being sure if they wanted a dress up fuss and feathers dance or something different. I'm outright proud of the kids. They decided to go with something different--at least different for a senior prom. They're holding a good old fashion hoe down square dance with fiddlers and a real caller. The girls are all wearing country print dresses and the guys in Western wear. These kids are actually gonna have fun. I'm glad because after graduation a week later they're all gonna grow up fast. Over half of them going to the Guards or the Marines or the Army. Even in Loon Center, Minnesota reality creeps into our mostly happy way of life. We'll be praying for them.

Tote your rain gear, it's supposed to storm, but glad you could come by,
Jenn