Almost a Party Pooper …
June 30th was not “just like any other day.” That’s the night my oldest son had a parrrrty in the barn. He had no less than 4 live bands, several kegs, and one very hot Mama. That hot Mama was me … at about 3:30 AM … when the whooping and hollering still hadn’t died down enough for me to get some sleep.
July 1st dawned bright and early … what day doesn’t? It wasn’t much like a typical day though … I’d had about 3 hours of sleep, and had to get ready to go to a pool party. Ohhhh yeah. I was a lot more interested in having a party watching the backs of my eyelids in a prone position on my waterbed! However, I dutifully rose and faced the day …
… only to regret it in short order.
Doug hollered from in the kitchen: “We don’t have any water pressure for some reason!” Ayuh! Great start. A rather large pipe had burst in the cellar, and we had a pool of our own down there! There weren’t going to be any morning showers until the leak had been fixed!
For the next several hours, Doug ran from store to store looking for the right sized pipe, never did find what he wanted, but brought something home that he managed to jury rig together so that he could turn the water back on. By that time, we were already supposed to be at the party.
Once he was done, I gratefully made my way up the stairs to turn myself into a clean Moof. Surely things would improve from here, right?
Well …
While I was busy making a wet mess in the bathroom, my special ordered baked beans were busy making a sticky one in the kitchen. They spilled out of the crock pot, onto the stove … under the burners … down the side of the stove … and across the floor. The dog was gleefully lapping up the sweet sticky stuff as it ran from the stove to the cupboards …
Two and a half hours late, we finally dragged in to the pool party … baked beans in tow.
Libations flowed almost as fluidly as the pipe in the cellar … but were far more pleasant! I took my pictures to share while I was there:
This is Chyrl Butler … the hostess with the mostest! This lady has attitude! Chyrl and I have been in the same parish twice … in two different towns. She’s one of those people I was meant to be friends with … :o)
This is Don Butler … and sitting on his shoulders is his granddaughter Krista. I’ve developed a reputation over there … I’m know as the “Toe Lady” because I, well, *cough* threaten to eat toes. Here, Gramps is offering me a fine set of toes. There were great squeals of protest and a lot of splashes and wiggles before I could partake though.
This fine young man who’s covered in kids is Mark Butler. When he a was cute, curly haired little blond cherub, I was virtually certain that he would grow up to be my son-in-law, but after a long, long friendship, he and my daughter took different routes as young adults. He’d have made a great son-in-law!
This is Chyrl’s son-in-law, John. Notice that I’m being studiously ignored. I got several pictures of John’s hand where his face should be before finally getting this shot …
Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Helliwell and company! We’ve been waiting forever for that new arrival!!! Jill has the voice of an angel … you should hear that girl sing!
Jill’s mom, and my dear friend: Mary Ann Ferrigno. Mary Ann was made to be the mother of 50 kids, and at least 100 grandbabies … Jill is an only child, so she’s got a lot of work to do! ;o)
Now … this is a great story. This girl, Nancy (Lavoie) Roberge was at the party. She and Mary Ann know each other, because they’re both nurses in local physician’s offices. I couldn’t keep myself from staring, because I had that: “I know that I know this person, but from where?” sort of feeling.
I finally caught her alone and told her that I was certain I knew her … and we began to explore where I could know her from. We eliminated everything for the last decade, and then for the last two decades … and then for the last three decades … and by that time, I was beginning to think I’d lost my precious last few marbles.
Finally – we hit it! More than 40 years ago, this girl and I went to grammar school together up in Lewiston, Maine. She was two years behind me, had the same teachers, and we shared many memories of our earliest school days. She didn’t realize that our Alma Mater has been torn down for a bit over a year now.
Isn’t it amazing how small the world is?
The party was great … we straggled home late in the evening, carrying an empty crock pot. I had indulged heavily with a particular wonderful salsa, and lots and lots of Coronas with lime …
I had a nice quiet night – for a change – and awoke yesterday morning, bright and early, to prepare myself to drive up to Bangor (which is where I am right now) to visit with my son and daughter-in-law …
… but I woke up with Montezuma whispering words of revenge in my ear, and immediately thought of that delicious salsa I’d practically finished by myself. Ayuh. *sigh*
Well, I can’t say it hasn’t been an interesting 2 week vacation so far … 0.o
July 3rd, 2006 at 10:49 am
now see … I told you that if you’d behave, I wouldn’t have to worry so much about you!!!!
I do hope you recover quickly!!
July 3rd, 2006 at 12:22 pm
Hey Hot Moma! Looks like a good time was had by all! Glad your vacation is going well. Can’t wait to hear what’s coming next…
July 3rd, 2006 at 1:00 pm
Wow when you take a vacation you take a vacation.. you should have a how to book on moof’s saying and lifes doings;) work hard play hard what ever you do you do it with your all, way to go!!!
July 3rd, 2006 at 2:39 pm
Moof, I hope you have a wonderful vacation! Say hello to Sarah for me. OH, and I am wondering if Montezuma had more to do with those Mexican Coronas with lime that that salsa you ate! Heehee…
July 3rd, 2006 at 8:15 pm
Wow, you really know how to have fun!
July 3rd, 2006 at 9:24 pm
Glad you are having such a memorable two week vacation.
And the food and drink…
*excelante`*
!Me gusto mucho!
later…
July 3rd, 2006 at 11:34 pm
Pk … thou dost worry too much! I could say the same about you! ;o)
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Dr. Anon … I’m always a little afraid of what’s coming next! *LOL*
Actually, getting back to school will be nice … I’m gonna need a vacation from my vacation!
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Wolfbaby … a book of Moof sayings, eh? I bet my kids could write a better book of Moof-sayings than I could! I’m sure I must have plenty of them, but I think others would probably notice them more than I do … ;o)
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Pattie … you’re the second person to say that to me! *LOL* I really don’t think Montezuma had much to do with the Corona’s, although, as you mentioned, they are Mexican! That would definitely be an interesting reaction to beer! >;o)
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Hey Deb! Welcome back! I’ll have to run over to your blog and see if you’ve posted something. Hope your own vacation was enjoyable, safe and happy! We missed you!
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TJ … ¡yo tambien! … the food has been quite nice. I’m going to be a while getting over these two weeks, in more than one way! *LOL*
July 4th, 2006 at 11:45 am
Moof you have been tagged:) For the four things list… It’s on my site, have fun;0
July 5th, 2006 at 1:35 pm
I’m happy you all had a great time. Vacations are the best!
July 5th, 2006 at 10:33 pm
Hey Wolfbaby! You would do that to poor little me?
Enough people answered that particular tagging … youse guys don’t need me to also … ;o)
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Dr. Emer! thanks for stopping in and dropping me a comment!
Yes … I agree … vacations are great! Too bad we can’t invert the vacation/work/study ratios, eh? ;o)
July 6th, 2006 at 8:01 pm
hot mama! that is so great :) sounds like you can hang with the big dogs. keep on enjoying your vacation.