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When we got home from our adventures yesterday,Papa jolted us back to the 21st century and took Courtney for a ride to see if they could get a good view for the shuttle launch. Sadly, it was cancelled again and we will have to hope for better luck tomorrow.   

When Doug was working for DirecTV, I was able to watch two satellite launches. They both went off in their very first window. We were told that it was very unusual,

but it has only been since moving to central Florida that I have come to realize how tricky it is getting these rockets in outer space.

Needless to say, there was no time for cooking yesterday, but today, we started where we left off. “Cookie” was often the name of the chuck wagon cooks.

We got our hunk of beef roasting in the crock pot and then made gingersnaps, a common dessert on the trail.

After that, we went to Orlando to pick up Brianna. She has been overnight babysitting, to girl’s camp and visiting Melanie in California. We have hardly seen her this summer and we are very happy to have her home again.

We had a very yummy meal waiting when we returned.

 

 

 

 

After dinner, I was presented with a beautiful apron that Courtney finished. It is perfect for a Nana like me that loves birds. There are also some delicious cookies in the background, made by our “cookie.”

 

We ended the day with a sad note.

Courtney had so much fun playing with her frog that hopped up on her shoulder yesterday afternoon. She even taught him to jump on command.  But, today Courtney’s frog died. Courtney wrote on the piece of paper, “My best frog died here.”

The frog is located at the bottom of the sign.