Guess who went to dinner

Steve and Carol came to town and we went out for pizza. 

Carol sporting her Dylan t-shirt

Mike and Pam escaped before picture taking time.  Ella and Ryan had a party to go to.  It was up to Scott and me to entertain ourselves.  Apparently it doesn't take much these days.  Jose Feliciano seranaded me while I floated in the pool with the groovy floating disco light.

And Sunday morning coffee with Cousin Mike . . . always a pleasure.  We always sit in the same place.  Cousin Mike sits in the chair with his feet up, Scott's in the black chair with the pillow, and I sit at the pool steps with my feet in the water.  Every time.  We're predictable like that.

Scott's back on the bottom patio, hiding reading the paper with the dogs.  I had my morning phone conversation with Alisa and will clean up the sty.  NO WAIT - I have a teenager for that!  Time to wake Cinderella!