Hooray!
It's finally here!
My sweet and talented Daddy made me a new bench for my kitchen!
My Dad brought this over in time for the family picnic (I have it at my house every 4th of July). But, I was not able to make anything comfy to put on it before the big party. You see, I had given the original setee to my niece, Wendy and we then moved our all-weather wicker into the kitchen (due to the continued banishment of the ugly table). Well, on Father's Day, my husband moved it back outside so there was a big gaping emptiness in the kitchen. It looked like we couldn't afford funiture for the room. So, my Dad to the rescue! I'm just like him. Things need to be a certain way.
The party preparations got underway.
The decorations hung in the kitchen with care.
The pool towels rolled up and placed over there.
The guests all arrived, dropped their stuff everywhere.
We ended the night with a dazzling affair.
Thank God for Freedom!
And Dads!
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