Well, the seminarian staying with me this summer (who shall remain nameless for the protection of his reputation) and I have just finished putting away everything -- well, everything we need to put away -- after the 4th of July cookout. The fireworks start at 10; I'm hoping I can see them from my porch, because I really don't want to drive up the 1 mile or so, up to the park, for that at this point.
The grill required far more assembly than I reckoned for; if you had driven by my house today, you would have seen me, in shorts and a tshirt, lying on the ground amidst cardboard and plastic wrappings, as I screwed this thing together. Alas, I couldn't find my socket-wrench set -- which I'll find once I get a new one; so I made do with a vise-grip and a wire-clipper (as well as screwdrivers). The directions told me, up front, I'd need a hammer -- but there was no call for it; I'm thinking, that was in case I got really frustrated. . .
I started assembling the grill around 1 pm; got it all finished around 4; everyone coming at 5! Plenty of time to get the lawn furniture out of the shed (the seminarian graciously volunteered to hose it all down -- his arm doesn't hurt too badly), then I put all the drinks outside in a cooler, then waited for folks to show up. It all came together, and the rain held off, and it was even kind of cool, since it'd been cloudy most of the day!
Believe it or not, some Spanish-speaking folks stopped by to talk to me -- they wanted their baby baptized, but we have to do it pronto! because some family from Mexico is heading back home Thursday! With some pidgen Spanish, I said we'd work it out for manana noche.