party like a rock star

We had a party for Father's Day yesterday but we called it patriarch's day in honor of the patriarch's in attendance. It turned out to be a beautiful day, one of the few in the last week. A good time was had by all and the food was great. Remember the chicken sauces.

Today, we're back to gloom and humidity. I planted a few hostas and some impatiens in the garden this morning, then Regis took me to Mankato to shop for pants. I bought a pair of pants without an elastic waist. They have a zipper and a button. Ta da!

I gave Regis a Tom Tom gps unit for a combination Father's Day and anniversary present. Tomorrow is our tenth anniversary so I thought it deserved special treatment. We don't go very many places but he set it up and we used it to go to Mankato. Not like we don't know the way. There is a colored drawing of the road, with a little blue VW motoring down the highway and some woman inside narrates the trip. I don't really understand how all this happens, you know. Regis tries to explain to me that it 1. does not interface, so 2. everything is inside the unit. What? All the maps and the woman are inside the machine. The drawings include driveways and side roads...and probably a cat if it would sit still long enough. It's a mystery, like why planes fly and why birds legs don't freeze off in the winter.

Well, sunday night. Time for a little psychosis.