I had a pretty busy weekend. Friday night I went to my friends, Ray and Kate's wedding. I met them through Tree and we used to all play volleyball together. Now I only see Ray and Kate maybe once a year. It was a fun wedding, but I only knew 4 people there. And I managed to say quite possibly the dumbest thing to ever come out of my mouth. I was talking to this girl, and she was wearing a dress that made her look pregnant, plus their were a number of other pregnant girls at the wedding. So I asked her when she was expecting, and of course she said that she wasn't pregnant. Essentially what I did was just call her fat to her face. Nice work. Later that night I met my friend, Liz, down at Leff's for a drink.
I have been working on fixing things up in my house for my renter who is moving in to the place in early June. I had noticed over the last year that there was a slow leak in the utility sink in my basement. Friday afternoon, I did a little investigating into this problem and found a 8 inch crack on the underside of this old concrete sink. I spent a good portion of the weekend fixing what I thought was going to be a quick project. As it turns out, I am not quite done with it. But I should have it completed by the end of next weekend.
Saturday night, Preston had people over for cards. It is truly sad that my friends are all so busy. We used to play cards at least once a week, now it has fallen off to 4 or 5 times a year. Pathetic. To me the best part about playing cards isn't the gambling and taking all of my friends money (because I am a better card player than all of them) (that what I said Joe, I am best of the creeps at cards, deal with it), but it is the conversations that go along with playing the game. Justus was in peak form Saturday night.
Sunday I was again working on the basement sink and then dinner at my brother's house with most of the family. I would like to share with you the poem that I wrote and included in my card to my mom for Mother's Day.
Roses are red,
Green is the color of snot,
Giving birth to five kids,
Sure must have hurt a lot.
I have been working on fixing things up in my house for my renter who is moving in to the place in early June. I had noticed over the last year that there was a slow leak in the utility sink in my basement. Friday afternoon, I did a little investigating into this problem and found a 8 inch crack on the underside of this old concrete sink. I spent a good portion of the weekend fixing what I thought was going to be a quick project. As it turns out, I am not quite done with it. But I should have it completed by the end of next weekend.
Saturday night, Preston had people over for cards. It is truly sad that my friends are all so busy. We used to play cards at least once a week, now it has fallen off to 4 or 5 times a year. Pathetic. To me the best part about playing cards isn't the gambling and taking all of my friends money (because I am a better card player than all of them) (that what I said Joe, I am best of the creeps at cards, deal with it), but it is the conversations that go along with playing the game. Justus was in peak form Saturday night.
Sunday I was again working on the basement sink and then dinner at my brother's house with most of the family. I would like to share with you the poem that I wrote and included in my card to my mom for Mother's Day.
Roses are red,
Green is the color of snot,
Giving birth to five kids,
Sure must have hurt a lot.
Here I am with Liz down at Leff's. What do you think Roman, should I use this for my Christmas Card picture?
Cards at Preston's place.
3 comments:
If only we had sound bytes from that night!
-Bubs
I thought your Mom was saying ....did I have five....?
No, she was clearly saying I was her favorite. I remember, I was there.
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