One week to Palooza

It's very hard to believe that Holtzapalooza is just around the corner. Being the oldest of the Holtz clan gives me the honor of being the last to be told about this important reunion. First they said "Don't forget we are having this shindig." A few weeks later, the next tidbit they gave me was it was in August. But they omitted the date. A couple of weeks later they decided to tell me it was the 5th not the 6th, whatever that meant. Finally a month later after I had been figiting and asking questions; they finally told me I had to bring food. So far, so good. Luckily I was keeping track of all these words in my little notebook. Which is named, Grandma's office file. I have about 15 of these little information books. They come in handy whenever I am having an argument about dates. For the record, I usually win. So far I have party, date, and food jotted down. After looking and prodding again they finally condescended to tell me my list. My list consists of chips, pretzels, two kinds of cheese, crackers, and of course pop, pepperoni, and beer. They did not tell me what kind as of yet. That's okay, we still have little over a week. My SS should arrive on August 3rd just in time to get these items.

Today was a red letter day. Guess what????? I found out, I had to get a secret surprise gift. No one must know what it is that we buy. I was very fortunate that Jenna and Austin were free to take me out shopping. The big question was where should we go? I was thinking of a very expensive store, but they voted me down. But, they suggested Target. Their thought process was if we spent less, there was more money for a meal afterwards.

Those two are always on the ball. It took us two hours to find our selections. Fifteen minutes to buy it and 1 hour and 45 minutes dodging each other, so no one knew what everyone was purchasing. Believe me, I was very exhausted after this trip. I was so happy when we sat down at Bob Evan's. Jenna tried sneaking out to the car to see what I had purchased. But, attentive Austin ran out and caught her before she could see.

After a hearty meal they brought me home where I quietly collapsed into my easy chair. I only have one more piece of information to get. What kind of beer?? Uh oh, I forgot the second important question, what time are you picking me up?? Don't you dare forget me!!!!!

I can hardly wait to be together and share lots of laughs, even a few tears. Gramps will be in his glory with the best seat in the house, beaming at us having the time of our lives.

Love, Gram