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Friday, October 06, 2006
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I'm not crazy. I'm just a little unwell . . .
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Ok, whatever. So here sits me @ my grandpa's laptop trying to catch up on, like, forever many days that I haven't written. What? today's Friday. So it's been a week. *ahem*
Thursday was cool. They told me I didn't need braces. I was excited at the time. I'm not as excited anymore because I'm beginning to disbelieve my orthodontist. Friday was, well, pretty boring as days go. We rode in the car all day from eight-thirty or so till about, um, eight-thirty or so. Then Saturday started out in a similar fashion.
Got to Jess's place around one-thirty. Tori was glad to see Grammy and Grandpa. She has taken to calling my mom "Mee-mee." I think it is a short version of "Grammy." I've been referred to as "Leh-lee" and "At Don". Everyone is referred to by Aunt Dawn's name. :) Uncle James was a bit of an intimidating character until the next day at the picnic for her birthday when James gave Tori a toy pig that walks and oinks his nose at her.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. We spent about three hours there and then hopped over to my grandparents' house where James and I were staying. After dinner and an argument over who was sleeping on the floor and who was sleeping on the bed, Dad and Mom went back to my sister's and we stayed up forever long visiting with Chris and his mom.
Chris is doing really great. He just bought a new guitar, all hand-made, beautiful sound and incredibly inexpensive as guitars go. He's very proud of it and has played it for me almost everytime I've seen him this week. :)
Sunday morning, my aunt came to pick me up for church. James stayed with my grandparents that morning. Aunt Dawn goes to the same church I remember visiting forever ago. Same pastor, same music singing guy, same pianist. The pastor acted like he remembered me, but I think he was mistaking me for someone else. Goodness knows who.
The picnic was that afternoon. We hauled over to the park, the same one where we've held countless birthday parties in years past. The weather was perfect. Hot in the sun--cool in the shade. I manned the video camera for a while on and off. Got Tori opening all her presents and using green icing for eyeshadow, lipstick, and rouge. Chris showed up on a motorcycle, wearing his "semi-formals," meaning a t-shirt, printed to look like a tuxedo. Everyone was dying to know where he got it.
We spent most of the afternoon there, watching the dads play continuous games of horseshoes, taking walks across the pier and around the lake, spying gators in the water and freaking out, and generally having a good time. Grandma and Grandpa left early; they never stay very long, especially with nothing more comfortable to sit on than a couple of picnic tables. Many friends came and went throughout the day, but the immediate family members stuck it out to the last, waiting with bated breath for the last horseshoe game to end.
J and I rode back with Dawn and Dave. Mom and Dad had gone back to help Jess put food away, but by the time they came up to Grandma's, J and I were already off at Chris's house. We stayed up till around midnight playing Imaginiff with my aunt and uncle, Chris and my cousin, Aaron. It was great fun, and Chris really enjoys the game. At least, that's the impression I get when he asks to play it every night.
It was hard to get up the next morning, but I figured I'd better do it before eight. Mom's never impressed by sleeping late after a late night. Monday was dull. We were left pretty much to ourselves the whole day, not hearing or seeing anyone but each other and my grandparents until seven that night. Not a bad thing if you don't mind watching every western movie (with the same general plot as the last one you just watched) all day. Uncle Tom showed up to pick up Aaron, who had spent the night @ Chris's. We had burgers for dinner. I didn't each much, as I had eaten hot dogs for lunch. Most people would gain 500 lbs. on a diet like this. Not me. I just don't eat it. Blech.
Tuesday was better. Mom came by at ten to take her parents to Sam's Club. Even though I knew it was nowhere near any real stores, I went along for the ride. Mom hopped over to pick up daughter and granddaughter. A trip to Walmart ensued where I wandered in search of them he whole time after losing them just inside the entrance. Hallmark was next (or was it before?). Tori made it as far as the stuffed animals. She's grab for one, hug it, pet it, and then see another she liked better. Aunt Leslie held her for a good twenty minutes while she made her selection, but after a while that little kid got heavy! Such a little thing, but I had to pass her to Grammy.
I seem to remember being really tired that night. I zonked out in the spare room at eleven. Then James came in at what felt like 3am and started to run the pump for the air mattress. (Don't ever do that again.) I'd have killed him, but I wasn't quite awake.
Wednesday . . . what happened Wednesday? Oh. I ironed clothes. And then around dinnertime, I went bowling with the boys. I bowled a 72. Then a 56. Don't laugh at me!
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posted by cori
10/06/2006 07:09:00 PM
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Les,
So good to hear all about your trip! It sounds as if you all have having a very blessed time with that dear little girl, and her mama, of course. :)
Thanks so much for the update on your trip; I thoroughly enjoyed my peek into your week.
~Cara
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Les,
So good to hear all about your trip! It sounds as if you all have having a very blessed time with that dear little girl, and her mama, of course. :)
Thanks so much for the update on your trip; I thoroughly enjoyed my peek into your week.
~Cara