Delightful. That is how to describe the picnic we attended yesterday. I searched for a word all morning to accurately describe the friends we were with, the food we ate, the weather we enjoyed, all of it. Except of course the waffles and ice cream. They were not delightful. They were absolutely sinful! I just love Mrs. Horn’s desserts! I know that it’s terribly easy to have waffles and ice cream at home, but I never do because then it’s a novelty when we go to her house.

The company included my family, the Horns, and Joy Cortez, whom I met back in… February, I think?

Hot dogs for dinner. The one time everyone wants to have hot dogs is at a picnic. Hot dogs, chips, lemonade, salads, and black olives. (yum! I love black olives!)

We were all rather full after that so we headed park-ward for some frisbee. It took a while to remember just exactly how to steer the thing where I wanted it to go, but eventually it came back to me. It started to rain lightly while we were out there, and even though the three of us girls pretended to be just horrified that we were getting wet, we didn’t really mind it.

John had brought along a kite and we soon became spectators of this sport. It started out with just James (holding the kite) and John (flying it), but soon Mr. Horn saw they needed instruction. Pretty soon, Cara was out there helping John run with the strings. Then Dad became involved. And Joy. And finally myself. You’d think with seven of us out there, we could at least get the thing in the air. Yeah, right! Maybe it was because it was raining harder now. We really were wet. At last, realizing that all attempts were futile, we packed up the kite and Frisbees and headed to the Horns’ house again.

That’s when the waffles and ice cream came into play. Oh, were they good! Chocolate syrup, bananas, peaches and vanilla ice cream. And no Memorial day picnic would be complete without singing the national anthem. So we did.

You know? Imaginiff is a really fun game, but it’s hard to play if you don’t know everyone real well. It’s not hard to know what you think of someone, but it’s really difficult to tell what other people think of the same person. Of course, there were one or two times when all the answers were unanimous. The questions are really fun too. What if James were a side show? What would he be? He’d be a magician. That was unanimous. Even Joy knew that one. If I were an entrée, what would I be? Well, James called me a Big Mac. Cara said spaghetti and meatballs. Guess everyone’s entitled to their own opinion.

It was such a fun time. Just delightful.