I'll shamelessly borrow today's Post title from Wallace and Grommit since yesterday was indeed a grand day out.
My original plan was, after a lazy start morning, to load the sleeper sofa and chest of drawers on to my trailer and deliver them to our oldest daughter. Once unloaded, she and I would enjoy our own Thanksgiving meal together while the rest of our family was scattered around the country; we two the only ones of our immediate family still in Minnesota for the weekend.
Plans changed however when, speaking of Minnesota, our fellow blogger Richard from Fairbanks was discovered to also be in our state visiting members of his family. Quick plans were made to gather in Nordeast (northeast Minneapolis) at Diamond's for coffee. Lucky was in on the plan and agreed that an 8AM coffee time would be fine.
Many of the regulars were already enjoying their brews inside when I was up and watching at the front window around our agreed upon meeting time. It was a wonderful surprise to see both Bridget and Richard make their way into the coffee shop.
We learned of things besides riding that we have in common as is so often the case. I really enjoyed actually meeting and having the opportunity sit down and talk with you folks. It will be fun to do it next time in your neighborhoods. Thanks so much for making the effort to share an early Saturday morning!
Also present yesterday, Jack and his family were there. If Jack had ever been at Diamond's before, it certainly wasn't while I was around. Maybe he'll be on that bright orange Ural rig next time??
Leaving Mpls around 10, I headed 30 minutes north to our daughter's place, the (heavy) sleeper sofa and chest of drawers secure on the trailer that this time, was not hauling a two wheeled vehicle. My cargo mostly made the trip unscathed. So what if one of the chest legs vibrated loose and rolled away?? Checking the trailer at 6AM a few minutes from home, the leg had already worked itself loose and my secure moorings weren't bothered in the least that Katlyn's new chest now reminded me of Lucy, the 3-legged farm dog a former employer once called his own.
We were so fortunate that our daughter's friends, Lisa and Roger had graciously volunteered to help move that behemoth sitting/lying device up one flight. I actually lost a bit of my future carrying that thing yesterday and if you have one to move??..........don't bother calling me because I'll be far too busy to help. I'll know a guy........
After a deliciously prepared meal, my only contribution setting the table, we did what we could to prevent that new sofa from slipping around carelessly in her living room. In fact, we were doing such a supreme job that a nap threatened, we then decided to take a drive, get some fresh air and spend a few minutes with Katai, her boarded pony.
It was a quiet day at the barn, only Mary, Jodi and Skylar present when we arrived.
The reason we went......or the excuse given......the feeding of grain. Katai had to work for it first though.
That pocket surely has one more treat.......
Back to town for pie and coffee, then our good-byes for now and time for reflection on the drive home.
It was a very grand day.