We Are Family

It’s been quite a while since I posted. My parents were in for a visit recently — what a great week we had — the Lord perfectly timed their visit after our recent medical disappointment. Can I just say that there is absolutely nothing like family? I love my family so much. I love having them here and hate the distance.

We had a wonderful visit. The heat was fairly intense and then there were the storms, so we spent a great deal of time indoors laughing and having a good time watching movies, playing with the dogs and the list goes on. However, Dad and Steve were able to get the deck stained on one of the few sunny days — and we (the girls) did a TON of shopping.

Even at 36, my parents buy for us like we’re teenagers. It’s WONDERFUL! Smile. We are a wee-bit spoiled, what can I say…

You know the saying, “The crisis of today is the joke of tomorrow”? Well, one night we grilled out peppercorn salmon with a lovely salad and a side of fresh garlic sautéed spinach. We’re sitting there starting to enjoy our meal and the winds started to pick up. All of a sudden, the umbrella snapped in half and water started to pour out of the pipes and we’re all in a panic. We quickly were trying to get everything inside to try to enjoy finishing the meal. Steve and I were looking for something in the garage when we heard another loud bang. I thought — Dear God, please do not tell me the table flew over. Nope – it was our Weber grill, laying face down on the deck. I was absolutely disgusted. Of course I felt the meal was ruined… the food was cold and everyone was a wee-bit frazzled. Sigh. Again, The crisis of today is the joke of tomorrow… LOL.

Other random highlights:
-Mom made us her infamous carrot cake for our my May birthday and Steve’s July birthday.
-The morning Parker and Sydney woke Grandma and Grandpa up.
-Grandpa sitting on the stairwell singing old gospel songs, while Parker sat next to him howling along and moving his head to the beat. Parker loves to sing!!
-Dad and I pulling out the BIG guns at Gordmans. HA!!
-Learning how 3 out of the 5 of us pronounced the word queue — all differently.

I absolutely hate goodbyes, but they seem to become more and more necessary as we grow older. I’m always hopeful that my parents will have such a good time, they’ll go home and retire. Woo-hoo!! Never seems to happen though. Bummer. Until then, I’ll hum the tune to the old song Soon and Very Soon. Smile.