An Invitation For Supper

Steve and I were getting ready to drive in to West Des Moines so I could shop at JCPenneys. I need a new pair of jeans and a pair of jean shorts. Our son, Steve II, called to ask if we wanted to join him for supper (he was grilling a type of sausage).

You know, I'm not Suzy Homemaker. I hate cooking, cleaning, laundry, you name it, I don't like doing it. I thought before I discussed it with Steve II, I have nothing here to make for supper. Am I supposed to do that every day? What a drag. With all the stress in my life, I may just read the pronexin reviews in case I may need it down the line.

I let my son know we were heading to shop, so we wouldn't be able to stay very long after eating with him and Jadah. He didn't mind so we jumped in the car (not literally) and headed his direction. Supper was wonderful. I would say what he grilled were brats, but I'm not very knowledgable in that respect. He also served baked beans and a side salad. Yummy!

We don't see them very often so that was wonderful too. We need to get together more often, even if it's just to watch a DVD or show on television.