A poem by J.F. Conant

He who loves an old house never loves in vain. How can an old house used to sun and rain, to lilac and to larkspur and an elm above-ever fail to answer the heart that gives it love?

Monday, June 20, 2011

Father's Day 2011

Usually, I fear, my sweet husband gets the short end of the stick when it comes to celebrating Father's Day. I mean, how many tee shirts, coffee mugs and ties can one fella use?
Joe, Gillian and Garret making smores

Nothing like relaxing with a cold beverage, is there Joe?

This year, though, we got it all right! First, I had found this nice screened gazebo a month or so ago. I showed it to Joe and he really liked it and since we keep having issues with the table umbrellas (the last one flew off and smashed into a tractor!) I knew this gift would come in handy this summer. 
Thinking he was leaving after lunch, he quickly gathered the boys to help him assemble it, so he could enjoy it before flying back to Canada.  It took very little time to put up and it looks really good too!

The kids gave Joe their gift: ticket to see Kenny Chesney at the CMAC.  Joe was so tickled! He kept grinning and talking about it and finally hooked up the speakers to his ipod so we could listen to Kenny's latest album while we played croquet!

The time came for him to get ready to leave for the airport...it was such a nice day. He hated to see it end.
He made a quick call to check on his flight, and low and behold! It was delayed.  Then there was a second delay which would cause him to miss his connecting flight out of Toronto and there was not another flight out til morning, so Joe was forced to return to the backyard! He was not too upset about that. LOL

Joey made time to spend with his Dad on Father's Day

We dug out a candle chandelier that had been gathering dust in the attic and hung it in the gazebo...when dusk came we lit the candles and played Rummy by candlelight!

After thoroughly trouncing us at cards, Joe had Matty light a fire in the fire pit and we made smores (I just at the Hershey bar. LOL!)

Jim helped set up the new gazebo
All the kids sat around and we talked and we laughed and we ate too much and it was just one of those days that a Dad can remember for the rest of his life as being as near to perfect as can be.

Matthew and Garret not doing so great at Rummy! LOL

Me enjoying the new screened gazebo!

As I drove Joe to the airport this morning, he was still talking about "his perfect day".  I had to smile, because, you know what? He was right. It was perfect. And he deserved it.

A friendly game of croquet
 We love you Joe! With all our hearts!
Happy Father's Day!


KR said...

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Paula said...

As I'm reading, I was hoping Joe got a phone call or something and got to stay home for the rest of the day. Yay for delayed flights! It does sound like the perfect day. Love the gazebo!

Yes, when you get out this way we definately need to go for a cuppa - and a glass of wine on our deck as well. NY is on my travel plans some day as well. Even with my brother out there for several years, we still didn't make it. One of these days...