Today I drove down the road apiece to my cousin's booya. This cousin and her younger brother remember my sister Cathy so it's always nice to see them. We sat and talked, danced and sang along to the music, ate and drank. Many people don't know what booya is but it's basically a soup of meat and vegetables and spices. I wished I was in a band. The drummer looked like he was having much fun. I spoke with my aunt. I learned some things about my other cousins. Today was a perfect day for a family gathering.
Saturday, September 28, 2024
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