Saturday

My cousin Russ now lives in Moncton and my aunt Barb is also here visiting him and his family.When we were in Moncton earlier this week they were driving down the Cabot trail and would not be home till Thursday.We were heading to Hopewell Cape for a couple of days and we agreed to come back to Moncton for a visit on Friday.
The trouble with retirement is every day is Saturday so you lose track sometimes.
Anyway Friday morning arrived and we realized we were mixed up and would not be going back to Moncton till Saturday.
I called the only phone numbers we have for Russ and Wendy(cells) but no one answered so I left a message that we would not be there for one more day and that I would call when we got into town.
We  arrived in town just after lunch at which time I called both cell  numbers and left a message where we were staying and our phone number.
Never heard from them.
It seems weird to me that two commission real estate salespeople do not answer their phones.
Most would answer the phone even during sex.

So we did nothing all day,just sit around waiting for the phone.

The following is more of Thursday

Russ told us Alma was a great place to eat.

We went to a nice place on the ocean with a great view.

I parked the Jeep along way from everything cause the mutts were in there and they like to bark at people.
How would I know that 34 people would come stand beside the Jeep for pictures.

                                  
                                            Peggy had never had a whole Lobster before.

                                                         She managed quite well

                         We even polished off a blueberry cobbler that was still warm from the oven.
                       We did share it as we did not want to tarnish these highly tuned bodies of ours.