Busy Weekend...

What a busy weekend we had. And it started Friday. After coming home from the car wash, I took the boys to their scout meeting, at least it was a pack meeting this week so they were in the same place. When Deb finished getting ready for the party (shower, hair, and makeup) she came to the meeting to relieve me and I went home to shower, shave, shit, shine, and shampoo. When the meeting was over, we dropped the boys off at Nanna's and off to the party we went.

The party turned out to be a lot of fun. I even danced a few times, even though I am so white it's not funny. It might have had something to do with the drinks that I had. On the way home from the party, the five screwdrivers that Deb had started catching up with her and she fell asleep. I had to wake her up when we got home and help her inside. She was able to navigate the stairs, with a lot of guidance from myself. But she managed to get in bed and fall asleep without getting sick. Maybe due to the fact that she remembered to EAT FIRST. Yes, I'm poking fun at you, Amanda.

Saturday morning we got up and Deb felt fine, which was a bit suprising but turned out to be an asset due to the amount of things on the schedule. First we went to Walmart to get the annual, last minute Halloween costumes. Then we went to Nanna's to pick up the boys and drop Jake off at a birthday party. At this time we had a little time to relax. Deb went to a jewelry party with Gina, and I went to pick up Zack, and then Jake. Then I got to relax a little more.

Sunday we took the boys to a scouting event at Gunntown Cemetery. They did some rubbings and a scavenger hunt of sorts. They had a list of things to find like, the oldest grave and the newest grave, and such. Turned out that all the parents were doing the hunting and the kids were just goofing off. But what else is new. Then Deb and I went to a wake, which is never a fun thing to do. On Friday morning, Deb's father's best friend, a man he has been friends with all his life, lost his battle with cancer. It's tragic in that he was not that old. Only in his mid to late sixties. And also that we all lost a good family friend. The man that Deb and I got our van from, actually.

But enough misery. Did everyone remember to set their clocks back. Is that the single most assinane thing that we as a society do annually. I mean, just how stupid do you have to be to think that if we all change our clocks, that the days will somehow be longer. Wake up!!! There are the EXACT same number of hours in a day. Resetting our clocks is meaningless. WHEW..... Glad I got that off my chest. Now I feel refreshed.