Dinner at Lansberry’s (Gabrielle)
Raquel remarked that I have not written a Dinner at Lansberry’s post and she was shocked that I would be so remiss in my duties. Or, you know, something like that.
The heat has reached Peoria and it was very evident last night that the Lansberry house does not have air conditioning. We piled into the dining room and ate beans, salad, and this really funky cornbread with sour cream and cheese on top. We managed to avoid talking about diapers though Jon was there. Instead we talked about a puppy birth Theresa and Jeremy had attended. That’s so much better than diapers. We talked about Firefly, puppies, ice cream with pie and a bunch of other stuff I can’t remember. After dinner Seth, Crystal and I walked down to the house we are most likely going to be moving into (more on that later) and I got to meet the seller and tour the house. When we got back Theresa and Arianna were playing a tactile dominoes where instead of a different number of dots there are different textured circles. I rhapsodized about the house for a bit and then we packed up and went home. As we drove away I thought how cool it would be to live just down the street from there and to simply walk home. I thought about how that neighborhood is almost home already and how I pray it will very soon be truly home. But more on that later. Â