Raising the Bar

It seems like the fun and excitement never ends around here. Every Sunday we get together with friends for an extensive food bar that has become all the rage. We just spend the day hanging out and stuffing our faces off and on for hours. I wonder how much weight I'm going to gain by the time we move away. Last week Joe spent the night with us after Kathryn's party just so that he could be around to take part in the bar the next day.
He just so happened to be passing through our little town on his way home from Memphis this afternoon. He stopped in to enjoy the baked potato bar. He and Kathryn are stuffing their faces.
Paw-Paw and Lady finally got a chance to try out our food bar.

This is the reason Joe found himself in my neck of the woods. He picked up his Mustang this morning in Memphis so he passed through Montgomery on his way back to Pensacola.

Then he locked his keys in the car as he was showing off his new ride. Luckily Steve has tools and gadgets in every shape and size so they got it open after a family effort. And when I say family effort I mean Paw-Paw and Lady and Steve working on it as Joe stands there fuming and as I take pictures.

Lady brought Nathan Uncle Joe's old thermos from when he was a little kid. That was quite possibly the greatest gift anyone could have given him.... (until Christmas, they've got a good one in store). He's looking forward to taking it to school for lunch. Uncle Joe saw an opportunity to pick on Nathan with the thermos. Uncle Joe was telling him he wanted the thermos back, so Nathan opened the back door and took off running across the backyard. He was full of panic and yelling, "No! It's not yours. Lady gave it to me!"