We had Mr. W’s male best friend/ex-bro-in-law, his adult son and the bro-in-law’s wife over Saturday night to see our house for the first time. Daughter came by, too, with her friend in tow. We all went down to the Lake for a jazz festival and a Taste of the Lake outing. Lots of local restaurant vendors had their best appetizers, meals and pastries available for tickets, which you buy at the front entrance. It was a lot of fun sitting on a blanket, hanging out with everyone, listening to various live jazz bands play. We also got to see the Lakeside clubhouse for the first time, as they had an art exhibit going in there. Daughter got some information about hosting her 18th birthday party there. All I can say is, if we’d had our wedding there, we could’ve cut costs in almost half.

Sunday being moon festival, my parents brought my maternal grandmother over and pretty much made it a potluck. My grandma made a pork hock dish and bought some other little dishes of chicken wings and sea kelp; my parents marinated and skilleted Korean sliced ribs; and Mr. W made a salad and a fruit salad. My contribution was just my appetite. Yeah, I’m pretty useless around here. But I supplied the parents who supplied most of the food, so that should count for something. After eating in the back yard, we all took a drive down to the Lake and ate moon cakes watching the full moon reflect off the water surface. Aside from the family letting their young boys kick red-hot coals around and into the lake (which was very annoying, I wanted to call the lifeguards on them), it was a nice evening. If you ignore the insulting presumptions my grandmother would constantly banter about me.