Coach’s dad turned 75 this past week.
He’s a big fan of parties and pretty much planned his own this time. Of course, my sweet MIL was a busy girl too, but Gary found a band, purchased copious amounts of meat and asked Coach to bring over his big ole smoker.
It was a great day with lots of family and friends from near and far.
Coach (and our friend T.W) spent about 10 hours tending to the smoker and the plethora of meat to feed 70 people.
My MIL, FIL and Da’ Band.
This is the (carrot) cake. I know-it doesn’t look like a cake!
My Coach and my Linds.
Thankfully Lindsay was able to arrange for the day off to spend with us, but Lolo had to work.
My FIL had such a good day. Perhaps it was all the crown royal he ingested, or just all the love he was feeling. Either way, it was a good day.