Supper was out at Lehman's Supper Club in Churchtown. It was excellent - and not only because Brother Phil paid. This morning Phil worked on putting in a small patio by Mjolnir and Brother Brent pulled woodbine from the lilacs, mowed the lawn, and started some trimming around the house. Really, I should have paid after all of that work. Phil, however, said he wanted to treat Brent and I since our birthdays are both in August. I could live w/ that. We had a pleasant server and and the food was great. As a finale, she brought out little scoops of ice ream w/ a fudge drizzle, whipped cream, and a lit candle stuck in each for Brent and I. I thought back and remembered early on she'd either asked if we were celebrating something -or- I volunteered that Phil was treating us because of our birthdays. A sweet ending to a wonderful meal. Even though we were all stuffed (I couldn't believe the size of Brent's pork loin) we motored over to Menards to pick up some final things we needed for the patio Phil & Brent are working on. We managed to put 10 more concrete pavers and two 50 lb bags of sand in the back of Phil's car. Took the state road back to my place instead of tackling the back way w/ it's hills and curves. Easier on the weighted down car (and my stomach).
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