This weather is suiting me just fine.  Sure, I hear we can use some rain, but I’ll take the sunny 70-degree weather any time.  Case in point, Friday I rolled down to the Brooksider to soak in a little sun.  Alas, I found they had put up the stupid tent.  Well, that was sort of a drag, but at least it was warm so I stayed down there for a few hours.  If they would have asked me, I would have recommended they wait at least two more weeks to put that behemoth up.  They did not ask me, however.

Saturday morning Donette got up early and went on an eight-mile run with her training group.  I drank coffee and watched cartoons.  When she got back we headed up to Martin’s for a day in the northlands.  This plan came about when one of the team members on this charity thing she is doing asked if we would cook some bbq for her upcoming golf tournament.  (“Upcoming” being Sunday…)  Hey, what the heck;  It was a beautiful day for doing some cooking.  So, we got there about 10:30, got the smoker rolling, then Martin and I headed even further north to join K.B. at his folk’s house for some shootin’.  I haven’t done any blasting in a while, that was a fine time.  We killed some targets for a few hours, then headed back to watch the smoker and enjoy the fine weather the rest of the day.

Sunday was effectively spent on the golf tourney.  It went well and the food was a hit.  The beef went over particularly well.  Either they just weren’t a big pulled pork crowd or I need to work on my recipe.  (I’m guessing the latter;  It was a little bland I had to admit.  At the same time, I will take brisket over pork any day, so who knows.)  She definitely got a lucky break with the weather.  Doesn’t get much nicer than that for a mid-fall golf outing.