What a weekend!
Let’s start on Friday. J took the day off to help get ready for the party. He was really wound up and flew through the work. (As usual, he is not good at pacing himself, so kept sneaking peeks at my “to-do” list because he had already finished his. This meant we got on each others nerves a bit over . . . well let’s just call them quality control issues.) My mom came over to help with the house work too, so it was not a very stressful day all in all. We even had time to get the last few issues worked out with the hot tub so S was able to go in after dinner. (Yep, paella again!)
Saturday arrived and J and I were both wound up now, so the last of the work was getting done very quickly. It was, until my in-laws came at 10 am, and things ground to a halt. I didn’t think we would see them until at least lunch time. So we talked and caught up and had a simple lunch, no, NOT paella.
My in-laws irritate me. They only come to our home once every two to three years. A typical visit will last 6 to 10 hours despite the fact that it is a drive over 9 hours one way. I always have a room ready for them, unless they show up with-out warning as they did on their previous visit. But, none the less even then all I need to do is put fresh sheets on the bed. My father-in-law is retired, my (step)mother-in-law is not. She continues to work at a job that does not pay well and where they are very inconsiderate of the employees. She has been at this job for more than 20 years and it would not even occur to her to take an extra day off for an event like our renewal of vows, even when the day is Memorial Day. So, once again they took off after about 8 hours, and managed to gripe about the timing of the party. I should be grateful it was only brought up once. I also try to convince myself it could be worse, that generally they ignore us instead of hassle us and complain about stuff. The biggest issue that just really bugs me is that the children from step-mom’s first family get so much more face time than S. One of the other grandkids spends a whole month in the summer living with them and my son is lucky to get one long weekend a year and the burden of travel is nearly always on us. For that weekend we have to travel the nine hours north or to a step sister’s home four and a half hours east. We have made the trip east about 10 times, and step-sister’s family has never come to our home despite repeated invitations. My son is very confused, he thinks that step sister’s home is his grand parent’s home too. Oh, off-topic, sorry, rant over.
So once lunch was over, I excused myself and went back to work. J and his parents hopped in the car to go to Clem’s to pick up the meat for the party. I was kind of grateful for the quiet house, but now we have subtracted an hour and a half from the time Grandparents could have used to get to know their grandson. Grrrrrrrr.
(BTW, Clem’s has a beautiful new building 3 miles east of their old location. So it is very close to Blairsville now.)
I should probably take a moment to marvel at how the weather cooperated this weekend. (Now that it is pouring rain AGAIN!) Not only did we have a nice day for the party, but a day and a half prior was rain free enough to do a lot of yard work in advance and J and I had wonderful weather for our overnight trip the day after as well. We were SO stinking lucky!
By three o’clock my best friend from college (D) and her kids arrived. YEAH! It is so nice when ever I get t see her, two years ago we managed to get visit with her and her family. It is one of those friendships were we pick up again like we just saw each other yesterday.
Just before four, the pastor arrived and all the guests were here by 4:30. The ceremony went very well, tears were shed as anticipated/feared, and ended with a big laugh. When the bride was kissed, all 10 kids went “eewwwh” in unison and then took off in a sprint for the back yard. The adults responded with laughter and applause. I know it was one of those “had to be there” moments, but it was quite memorable.
Dinner was served and was enjoyed by all. The kids played, the adults lounged until the kids teased all the Dads into a game of tag and sword fighting. As dark began to fall, S mad it very clear that he had waited too long for s’mores and a camp fire was lit. Now it was sincerely dark and all the guests headed home except D and her kids who were spending the night.
All three of the kids enjoyed the hot tub (reeaallly enjoyed, they needed goggles to cope with all the splashing) until about ten. Then dressed for bed we all enjoyed the fireworks that were part of the local recreation departments” Beginning of Summer Celebration” in the park that is about half a mile from the house. Then we sent all the kids to bed, cleaned up a bit and then we collapsed into bed around midnight.
Whew! What a wonderful day! Tomorrow I’ll tell you about the little trip J and I took.