Tonight our ward was invited to my neighbor's house for a bonfire/potluck. The weather was perfect, a nice cool fall evening. It didn't start to rain until the party was over. The children had fun throwing sticks into the fire and roasting hot dogs and marshmallows. I enjoyed myself sitting by the fire talking with friends.
Did a spark fly in Ashton's eye? No, but it looks that way! LOL!


The party ended at 8 pm. It was at this time that I started to gather my family to go home. I found everyone but Dale. Where was Daddy? No one knew. I didn't want to be rude and stay when everyone else was leaving, so the kids and I started walking home. Brady stayed behind to look for Dale. I had already been yelling for him, but had no response. Soon after we arrived home, Brady came home -- without Dale. Where could he be? It was an outside party and we had already yelled and searched all around their house. I was beginning to see myself on the TV show "Without a Trace" where the person is there one minute, then they vanish, their disappearance a mystery. When Brady arrived home without Dale I called back over to my neighbor's house to see if they found my husband. Yes, he had gone inside their basement to see how the recent remodeling was coming along. That would have been nice to know!
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2 comments:
Hahahaha, you didn't tell me you lost your husband there. Aren't men just another child we have to "watch"?
Sounds like it was a fun evening. I love Bonfires, or campfires, whichever it was.
oh man...I am really PA right now. I'm not sure why. Well...that isn't true...because it is the best place on earth with the most wonderful people who I miss so much!!
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