In the course of this last weekend:
- we had six different people spend the night or nights at our house; fire up the laundromat!
- we smoked numerous Cuban cigars smuggled to us by Paul via Amsterdam
- we tried to enumerate the endless list of furniture being saved "someday" for the "Someday Cottage"
- Paul and I sat for a whole two hours and talked and listened and conversed. A relaxed, meandering conversation. Wow! How long has it been since we did THAT?
- we celebrated as Paul learned of the Miraculous Moving Van Company's miracle feat of scheduling five, count 'em, FIVE days worth of labor between now and the end of July to box and pack all of Ruth and Paul's earthly possessions for the trek from southwest Virginia to Chicago.
- we celebrated only one twin's 24th birthday as the other twin was working and neither twin wanted to celebrate with the other
- we order three pizzas (something we haven't done in a long, long time); my body is noticing the likely elevations of glucose and cholesterol.
- we played countless hands of euchre and just one long, noisy game of "Bullshit!"
- we pretended not to ... but couldn't help overhearing Luke speak to his French girlfriend ... in France ... in French! Ca va? C'est bonne!
- we listened to all the stories, drinking-related and non-drinking-related, about the belated wedding reception held for the two Mormon nieces and their nice Mormon husbands by the mostly non-Mormon, definitely-drinking branch of the family.
- we listened and encouraged, chided and chastised, joked and laughed, teased and tickled, taunted and trash-talked .... and ALL the other WONDERFUL things that family members do with other family members when they get to BE TOGETHER!!!
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