Chillin in the front yard

Chillin here in the front yard is a little bit of lifes best. It used to be that Ed and Renee and a couple of dreamy little girls would have dinner out here nearly every night. Of course there was todd and curtis, too. Those were some good times, as any of us would readliy admit. Tonight its me and elena curtis scott kenny camilla and a couple of hhodlum boys we adore and two angel girls who light up our lives. We had fireworks this evening courtesy of scott and those were beyond exciting and fun. i don't even know what they're called but each one was quite the show. then elena busted out some sparklers for each boy and they loved em. I would miss these days so much if we did'nt have them. But i can see this being a very long wonderful summer. Its not even so hot right now. Did elena not even have her a/c on all day? I did just because the oven was going for 1.5 hours for some nice turkey breasts and potatoes. I think what i have to do about the oven is cook with a crock pot on the back porch. That is a solution that could backfire thouh. Tonight the boys were in the backyard playing and when they were quiet for too long we checked on them and they'd been in Todds room smearing toothpaste on his sliding glass door and pulling camillas migraine pills out of her overnight bag! Very naughty for sure. So we can only imagine what molten crock pot goodies would be like if our action adventure boys got ahold of it. Well i am content in Sacramento and who cares if i live here forever as long as my good friends are nearby and the ones who are'nt promise to return one day. I love you all and hope for special times to come in my front yard. We have plans for a sweeeet barbeque here come fourth of July. We'll catch the works from cal expo down by the railroad tracks and it should be perfect. As long as this nice 90's weather continues i see no problem with continuing these good outdoors times. Ooh, we even want to do a little bonfire pit and have marshmellows (not for me or elena of course) and hot dogs on sticks. Our neighbors don't know what hit em.