Weekend Warrior

I had a great weekend, sort of... We went to a wedding reception Friday night, down in Mesa. The traffic was terrible, Friday evening rush hour at its worse. It took an hour to get through Phoenix to Mesa, stop and go traffic, my worst nightmare. There was no time to eat, so we got to the party hungry, well I was anyway. I went through the buffet line twice, they had one of those cool chocolate waterfalls, with lots of goodies to dip into it, so I had to oblige, can't let good chocolate go to waste. David talked to his cousins while I sat in the only padded seat in the place- it was a lovely wicker love seat right next to the door, so everyone coming in looked at me wondering why the bride and groom weren't sitting there. I just smiled and wiped the chocolate off my face.



David came over to check on me, and one of the cousins, Norman, followed. We chatted a bit- he'd been at our wedding 30 years ago, and actually tried to talk David into running for the hills. He said he looked at us, so young, and panicked. It took him years to get the nerve to get married after that! I left them to find the bathroom, and realized I was staggering down the hall. The first thought I had was- this is an LDS wedding, I hope they don't think I'm drunk. I'd been on my feet a little too long, and with the traveling, lack of real food, I couldn't walk straight. After I came back to the reception, David said to Norman- "I've got to get her out of here, she's getting loopy". I tried to mask the problem by acting like I planned to walk sideways, but he wasn't fooled. At least we had a nice hotel for the night, and I got some sleep.



Next morning, after having breakfast with our boys and finding out my grandbaby was coming over for the day, we started for home. Now, my sister-in-law Adele was staying with us for the week, while she visited her Mom. Adele called to tell me Mom Farr had come back to our house with her for a few hours, and then she told me Jon and Trish were also coming to our house to hang out for a while. So instead of going home to relax and take a nap, I had 9 people at the house all afternoon. The great thing is we got to spend the afternoon with Dakota, whom we hadn't seen for months! Trish was well behaved and everything went well. Heather was dying for mashed potatoes, so she and Adele slapped together a lunch that included lots of mashed po. By the time everyone left I was close to delirious, but is was a fine afternoon, all told.



Sunday seemed to be dejavu- We had the Farr reunion at the house again, without the kids. I was exhausted and could barely get out of bed. By afternoon we had Mom Farr, Adele, Jon and Trish back at the house, only this time Trish brought a big pot of 15-bean soup, french bread and fresh tortillas for lunch. We had 6 dogs here too, mostly little yappy ones. So with a houseful of people and dogs, we had a busy, read crazy, weekend. It's Thursday, and I'm almost functioning again. I only stagger occassionaly, so I claim the week a total success.