Fred Kefgen

As Barry mentioned we’ve been trying to finish up different projects these past couple weeks, some of which we can do on our own; however, most of them we need help from family & friends. This past weekend Fred Kefgen, a neighbor that has been a family friend for decades, helped us out HUGE! I’ve known the Kefgen family for nearly my whole life. They are wonderful in every sense of the word. I love running into Fred for a number of reasons, but because he reminds me of growing up and is almost always using type of heavy machinery (tractor, bus, dump truck, bob cat, school bus….). The short story is that this past weekend Fred delivered a Honey Bucket from his own collection AND mowed the gigantic field next door. I had asked him about using the toilet, but he offered to mow the field next door. Yes, offered.  Not only did he see that it needed to get done, but he just did it….the same day he offered.

I love Anacortes and my old stompin’ grounds for a number of reasons. I really do. I am an Anacortes girl through-and-through. Of that I have no doubt. (yeah, yeah, we bought a house in Edmonds, I know).  Fred isn’t the only one that has reached out to help in this insane process of planning a wedding. I’m not complaining, but I really appreciate Fred’s willingness, kindness, and foresight to know that there was a job that he could do well (how many of you know how to operate an industrial sized lawn mower?) and it would be a huge weight off our shoulders (right, Linda?).  Amazingly, it has been this way from everyone that is in our lives. From preparing food, making invitations/stickers/programs, planting flowers, killing weeds, lending lights/decorations/wine glasses,  shopping for ties/visors/shoes/dresses, playing music, making the schedule, mixing drinks, baking cakes, and even setting up classrooms, I really get a sense that people want to help out in any way that they can. I have felt so loved.

As you come and park your cars in the massive field next to my parent’s house keep Fred Kefgen in mind. He was out there this past Saturday making sure it was cut so you could walk more comfortably to the wedding. I’m trying to figure out how to pay this kindness forward….

Strike!

The other evening I was doing all things wedding on the computer and I hear Barry talking in the other room. Pretty soon I hear couple quick yells and some more soft talking. I finished up what I was doing and found Barry on the couch watching the Mariner’s game with Sydney snuggled up next to his leg. I asked what all the yelling was about and Barry informed me that he was explaining to Sydney that a strike had been called and he needed to inform Sydney what a strike was.  I secretly think Barry just wanted a reason to yell STRIKE!!

Speaking of Sydney, she is a l-a-z-y dog. I know I’ve mentioned it before, but she seriously is. Last night we were watching our Netflix and she posted up in her usual position, but as we got up and moved around she decided that wedging into the quilt was going to be the best way to finish her day. She didn’t even want any of the licorice Barry was offering her.Lazy, lazy, lazy.

Itching & a Scratching

For those of you coming to the impending nuptials (those 5 of you that read our blog, we thank you for your readership) please be aware that mosquitosare going to be out in full force once the sun goes down. We’ll have a variety of things to ward those buggers off, but please be sure to bring other clothes to either change into or layer up. We want you to be able to enjoy the events, especially Spoonshine!