We plan to spend tomorrow at the Lee's, hopefully painting a deck, so, we decided to stay here today.
I currently have some laundry going and Jim has returned from horseshoes. He and Frisby were partners again this week. Partners are drawn, so, interesting and a little unique that Jim and Frisby are partners for two weeks in a row.
Frisby - Frisbee - I have been spelling his name Frisbee. I noticed today he was wearing a shirt with "Frisby" spelled out! So, I am correcting myself.
Yesterday was fun with Hillary, Walt, Gabby and Lily. Jim and I got to Mattheson's before the Lee's so we grabbed the big circular back booth. I noticed Christine, the owner, cutting up a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs for her boys and my mouth started watering. Spaghetti, and a big bowl of it, was my lunch and it was wonderful. I had starved myself all morning, not eating breakfast, so I would have a big, big ole appetite for lunch.
The walk down the street for the Art Show was fun. There was a sign "art is bought, not sold" that I found interesting and I am imagining that is the feeling of the artists, although I have never even thought about it!
The booths were primarily paintings. There was a booth with show casing a lot of ladies shirts. These are pretty much works of art themselves. I did buy one of her shirts at the art show we went to a few weeks ago - reading, across the front "I kiss my dog on the lips." Yeap, that's what it says, and I just loved the message.
When I walked by her booth yet again, I noticed a shirt that has pretty much a flowing, uneven hem, a patch of fabric on the back side of the hem, and the usual patches of fabric on all of her shirts on the front. I loved this shirt as well, and, gosh, I had to have another one! Just call me piggy....
We cut the afternoon short with the Lee's so we could stop by the grocery story and Jim could check his bait trap before the 'volunteer dinner.' He did get some bait fish, and the fish in his bucket were still alive. So, things are looking up for this part of Jim's fishing, maybe he'll catch another mangrove snapper to join the one we have in the freezer.
The volunteer dinner was just the nicest occasion. The work campers were out in full force, as well as the owner of the camp ground, Joe Cleghorn.
Chuck gave the opening welcome and then Joe took the floor, thanking each of his camp workers, and thanking us because he said we were the ones that made things happen.
Chuck had prepared two soups for the beginning course. A hot mushroom soup and a cold french soup made with red bell peppers. Liz, the lady that works in the office on Donna's day off, came around to the tables, taking our order for pete's sake, hot or cold soup. Jim got the mushroom and I got the bell pepper soup - we traded tastes, and, of course, the decision was that Chuck is a master chef! As Joe had said when he was recognizing the work campers, "Chuck is a man of many talents."
After the soup course, we were served salads and lasagna. And, please note here, we were served by the work campers. Every meal we have at the clubhouse is prepared by the campers themselves and there is a line for serving. For the volunteer dinner, all of us campers just sat at our tables and were served.
Ice Cream was dessert and we did line up for ice cream. Too many big tubs of ice cream, and too many flavors, so it would have been a difficult job for those options to be served at the tables. The ice cream would have melted before they could have gotten around to all the tables.
Rumblings of a marbles game after dinner and, of course, Jim was invited to play and, of course, he joined in. I hung around for a while, and after several people asked "Karen, aren't you playing?" I ducked out and came back to the camper.
Jim has just left to go up to Cudjoe Key to the Fishing Supply Store. I think I saw him talking to John and Marty during the horseshoe games, and Marty must have leaked out another fishing secret that Jim needs to take care of!
Pictures of Sunday Afternoon with the Lee's and Sunday Evening at the Volunteer Dinner:
This little boy is Christine's son (the owner of Mattheson's) He just climbed out of his booth and up on the wood separating the two booths. Notice the man in the booth next to him!
Gabby enjoying some ice cream after her lunch. The neat thing about the girls getting the ice cream is that the adults can generally finish it off.
Lily with her ice cream with chocolate sprinkles. Yes, that is Jim, headless, in the background.
This is a sand sculpture of a turtle that has just laid eggs and is using its flippers to cover up the eggs. Both girls know I love me some turtles and they were very anxious to show me this work of art.
Has anyone ever heard of a kinkaju (I think I spelled that right)? At the end of the street art show there is a building that has a toy store. The girls had gone into this store some time back and discovered this cute little creature. He belongs to the owners and sleeps behind the checkout counter during the day. The owners take him home at night and he is nocturnal. So, good for business, he sleeps all day, and, he is prone to keeping the owners up all night while he is on adventures in their home at night. Absolutely adorable, easy and sweet. The lady holding him here in this picture works at the store. She says they can live to be at least 23. That there is one in a zoo up in central Florida that is in its 40's. She also said she can't think of one think that isn't fabulous about the little guy, except, that, of course, he could keep you up all night!
I realize I look very sad in this picture - actually, I am overwhelmed that I was holding the kinkaju and he was just curling up, wanting to go back to sleep.
Too cute - you can see, all the little critter wanted to do was go to sleep.
And, as soon as the Kinkaju found someone big enough with a shirt big enough, he just burrowed down.
Lily did get to hold the kinkaju for a second. Then on to bigger and better things.
Our dining table awaits us at the Lazy Lakes Volunteer Dinner. The center pieces of flowers were meant for each of the ladies at each table to take home a carnation. The ladies at our table, and at the adjoining table, asked me to take both arrangements and give them to the grandchildren - so, they are here in the camper, still looking good and hopefully they will stay pretty until I can deliver them to Gabby and Lily.
Sitting at our table, Niels and Joann to Jim's left - then, Ralph and Sharon arrived, Walter and that is Lorraine next to my empty chair.
Table behind us - do not know the lady about to sit down, Char and Floyd - Char's husband, Jerry and Floyd's wife, Terry were up taking pictures. There was a picture taking frenzy.
Our friend Larry to the left, Liz - office worker in the red, not sure about the next person, then, Linda, the Camp Manager in the blue top.
Table in front of us, Dallas in the green shirt, JoAnn looking at the camera, her husband, Charlie hidden by Dallas, Joan in the white, her husband Mike in the brown t-shirt and Martin in the torn tank! :)
A view down the 'other side' of lined up tables. Frisby with the brown/green camp, Gary walking toward the camera and Joan taking a picture of her table.
That is Liz's husband looking at the camera and Sandy in the orange tank with husband John beside of her. Lady with the long hair? not sure....
Our friend, Larry, Liz, Linda, Chuck in the orange shirt (Chuck is pretty allusive - every time I try to get a picture he moves, so I have to take a picture from afar. Hopefully, before we leave here, I'll get a good photo of Chuck. That's Marty in the jean shorts walking by.
Ralph and Sharon - they were a little late getting to the dinner and fortunately, we still had two empty chairs at our table.
Again, our friend, Larry, and the owner of the camp, Joe Cleghorn.
I snuck into the ice cream line thinking, again, I would get a picture of Chuck. He escaped again! That is Steve from Lexington SC talking to Marty and Dale and Ray about to serve the ice cream.
Dale and Carolyn on Monday (earlier today) about to get ready for horseshoes.
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