It's been a rather eventful weekend for us all here at el casa del Mr. Steve. The weeding went beautifully in almost every respect. Congratulation to the newly married couple, Shane and Liz. Have a splenid ol' time in Ireland and 'ave eh pint o' Ginniss fer meh. Surprisingly the only hitch was not my "best man's" speech but instead that the Mom and Son dance song was not performed by Sheryl Crow as was requested but instead by the original artist Guns and Roses. Rather than starting a Mom and Son mosh pit they let the DJ pick a song appropriate for the occasion. Under the circumstance, I think he pulled it off nicely with a Kenny Rogers staple that in the long run may become even more memorable than what was planned. Funny how that works out sometimes.
Grammie arrived here on Thursday and had a wonderful time with Elijah and Amelia. She spent so much time at the park and playing Indiana Jones Legos with her grandkids that she barely had a chance to visit with her kid-kids. It's safe to say it wasn't too big a disappointment. Elijah and Amelia are way more fun than we are anyway.
But to make the weekend really interesting, fifteen minutes before Grammie's plane arrived, I discovered that our basement had filled with about three inches of raw sewage overnight (as opposed to sautéed sewage). Most of the free time we would have had to visit with her was spent heavy lifting, wet vac-ing, sanitizing, and drying in the aftermath of the great flood of 2008. Throughout the ordeal we tried to keep positive by telling ourselves that it was a great opportunity to clean out a lot of the old junk we had been meaning to get rid of... occasionally it even worked. I will have to say that it felt pretty good after we got all of the waterlogged boxes outside. It was not really so much of a silver lining as it was chrome spray paint back-splash but, hey, I'll take what I can get at this point.
Zach has been at home sick with mom for the last couple days. As per the doc's orders, he will be gone until Thursday. Get well soon, little man, and we'll see you then.
It's a perfect June day. I see a zoo in our future.
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I was sorry not to get a glimpse of little Zack. Hope he is feeling better soon and hope you were able to get to the zoo or COSI. Love, Grammie-back-home-but-missing-you all!
ReplyDeleteFunny indeed! Though it was supposed to be a version by Taken by Trees, though I would have settled for Sherryl Crow. I actually was hoping for you and Nadine to do a duet of "Islands in the Stream".
ReplyDeleteYou know more people seem to remember your speech than Liz or I. Gosh, you weren't supposed to upstage us!