This weekend was good for me. Not neccessarily for John. I was needing a stress free weekend. I got a thorough massage. I got to catch up with people that I love.
I spent the majority of Saturday tending a fire. I really didn't do much else. I was suprised that it was very therapeutic to tend the fire, to scoop the ashes, to build a pocket of hot coals, to add fuel, to fuss at stupid people who think they know how to build a fire for getting within five foot of my fire and looking like they were going to touch it....
oh wait, ok, back to the soothing part.
I got to love on Tobias who is only three months old and more than happy to tango or play choo choo. I must remember to play choo choo about an hour after he eats and not five minutes after.
I am also proud to be the musical chair champion. There was a bottle of mead for the winner, and I won. It was myself and another woman in the last round and we went round and round and round and the music stopped, i went to sit down, and she pulled the chair out from under me, and i fell, and she got yelled at, so, they put the president in the chair so that it didn't get moved. The winner had to sit on the president's lap. Now, our president is a very large man. Like 400 lbs or so. That chair isn't moving. the other problem is that he has more than enough lap for two women. So, I said to myself. 'Take one for the hometeam, you are going to have to climb up on this dude.'
Music stops
Hawk jumps into a straddle on president, insert lots of flashing lights, and people howling.
It was a hoot for sure.
Besides new jingly anklets and long drives, that's really all that happened.
I now have my Sunday things to attend to. My kitchen missed me.
Posted by hawkie at March 14, 2004 03:38 PM