The Reunion

Well, we made it to Old Man's reunion. And it was definitely interesting. I was trying to figure out how to tell about it and really haven't come up with something creative, so I'll just tell things chronologically.

We left Friday around noon. Got stuck in traffic, of course. Poor Old Man - he drives this awful route to work - 55 miles one way around DC - and hates it with a passion. Nothing like starting out a vacation with your most hated commute!! We arrived at the hotel around 5. The first event was a dinner at a country club. Just my thing! :-) The whole weekend we heard, "Is this your first baby?" "Nope, our fifth." "Oh! God Bless You." WHAT is up with that response? Almost everyone said that. One person I know was introducing me to another lady and told her that I was expecting my fifth and I homeschool, "She's a superhero mom." Really? Don't you want to BE like a superhero? If that's the case you all better start getting busy having more babies, quit your job and start homeschooling your kids. I think what she meant to say was, "This woman is NUTS!"

Highlights???, maybe memorable events is a better explanation, from Friday night - sitting across the table from a woman with a new set of head lights and watching her n*pple pop out of her dress; having a woman argue with me that my eye color cannot be hazel, they are blue; listening to the guys tell hilarious stories from college.

Saturday we had pictures at the college at 9:30 and then wandered around there. Nap at the hotel and then Old Man and I - just the two of us, NICE - went into town and walked around. We ate a late lunch in an empty restaurant while it poured rain - very very nice. We even got to wander around an antique mall, something we used to love to do but have given up since we have all these people with us who love to touch things. That evening we had a barbecue at a picnic pavilion. Again, just my thing - hamburgers, hot dogs, iceberg lettuce salad, etc. Oh, another night to watch 40+ year old men get smashing drunk. It poured rain, so we were thankful for such a large pavilion, but it was extremely loud under there! After the picnic, Old Man and I went to a restaurant so I could eat something before trying to sleep!

Memorable events - watching 40+ year old men (and some women) do a beer bong. Really? A beer bong. Nice to know that our leaders in the military can still be soooo stinking stupid. At what point do we grow up? Explain this to me. Chainsaw and Ranee, you're on the spot here - I have a feeling you've seen more of this than I have (please don't tell me you've participated, I don't want to know, it will lower my opinion of you greatly - unless you were 20 at the time).

The big highlight of Sunday was getting a phone call at 7:45 from my neighbor (you know something is wrong when your neighbor calls you and you're out of town). She puts Dawn on the phone and Dawn tells me that Grandma has thrown up all night and can't walk. Fortunately those neighbors are wonderful and willingly took my 4 kids and my niece to their house for the morning. They played Wii and watched a movie and did crafts. We, obviously, left the hotel rather quickly so were home by noon.

Back to reality! :-) And trust me, this has been a Monday. Tired Mommy, tired kids, recuperating Grandma. Grumpy, irritated people running all over my house. Did I mention it's raining and I can't kick anyone outside? And Old Man will be home late? And we still don't have the stinking waiver in hand?

Patience, trust, joy - all lacking here today.