While eating dinner in the garage

We got home late Sunday night from small group which meant a late dinner. Since it was cool outside, we fixed an easy evening meal and ate together in the garage. There, we enjoyed funny conversation, a small breeze, the smell and sound of rain, and some mighty good sandwiches.


Near the end of our meal, I stepped inside to draw some bath water for the youngest two children. Leaving the tub to run, I stepped back outside and was greeted by our neighbor with a freshly frosted cake. We demolished it for dessert in one sitting (well, almost all of it) and just as I finished the last bite of my cake, my eyes got big, I gasped and said, "Oh no, I forgot to turn off the water!".


Well, at least now I don't have to mop.