The Day After

Sunday. A day of rest…riiigght!

Lucille held a brunch for everyone from the bride’s side of the family, New Jerseyites, Carolinians, Kansans, Iowans, Pennsylvanians, and Oregonians were all in attendance at her house in Half Moon Bay. The one that’s up for sale. Shoes off. Be neat. No spills or messes please! Otherwise have fun!

And we did. Visiting and talking and talking and visiting. Catching up with old acquaintances and relatives we don’t see often enough.

Lucille and Doug did yeoman duty as hostess and host. Doug’s sisters and brother -in-law (we hadn’t seen the former in ages and had never met the latter) were old and welcome friends found anew. The Carolina Crowd hadn’t been seen by me in five years and that’s far too long. (We watched all the TV reports about Katrina in Lorraine’s kitchen.)

After several hours, it was time to go our separate ways again. Jess would stay at Lucille’s as she and Grandma would be catching a Sunday night flight back to Newark. (Lucille put many a mile on her family car shuttling people to and from the airport!)

Terry and I took Rick and Sandy out to dinner at Ketch Joanne Restaurant on the wharf in Half Moon Bay. Once again, excellent seafood but they were out of bread pudding! :-(

A quick tour of downtown Half Moon Bay (‘cause everything was pretty well closed for the day) and ice cream at Baskin Robbins ended the day.

Rick and Sandy would be heading back to Eugene in the morning. Terry and I would do a little more birding before catching our Monday night flight back to Newark.