My few days' absence has mainly been due to visiting family. (Also mainly due to my complete lack of blogging subject matter.) Stephen's sister and her husband, Janie and Ryan, were in this weekend because Ryan's younger brother was graduating from college, so Steve's folks decided to come down, too. Janie and Ryan live in Virginia, Stephen's folks are in Michigan, and we are in Illinois, so we take whatever opportunity we can get to be together. In this case I think we all were inhabitants of the same house for just over 36 hours. It was whirlwind, yes, but it was fun, as ever. If we ever feel like complaining, we just remember the days where we lived in Mississippi, Janie and Ryan were in Houston, and Stephen's parents were stranded in Michigan. None of us miss those marathon car rides.
Our house guests were all gone by Sunday morning, at which point we shifted our attention to my side of the family and celebrated Mother's Day with an all-day party at my parents' house. Really, I think you can only call what we did "partying" if your definition of "party" is "lazing about, eating a lot, and just generally catching up on rest." It was marvelous. I plan to do it next Mother's Day.
My husband, God bless him, pays attention, and yesterday morning I awoke to find a red vintage Schwinn bicycle parked on our front sidewalk, complete with metal basket. In said metal basket were two pots of daisies, plus a gift card to a local Italian restaurant. How. Divine. I have been dropping the largest, most non-subtle hints regarding my desire to own a vintage Schwinn, and he found exactly the right one. I'll post pictures as soon as I can remember to ride a bike without looking like a complete and utter fool.
Seriously. Whoever said, "It's like riding a bike--you never forget" obviously never met me. I am so singularly uncoordinated, and my muscles and joints don't cooperate fully when I ask them to operate such dangerous machinery as a bicycle, especially if I, as is the case now, haven't ridden one in a couple years. I'm very excited to learn again. I'm also very nervous to learn again.
I just hope no one is secretly recording my exploits once I get out there and get to business relearning the bicycle. Then I might have to resign from the internet forever due to THE SHEER EMBARRASSMENT.
I hope your weekend was grand and fully devoid of embarrassment. Now I'm going to rest up in preparation for a full day of play. I can't wait!
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AND I just want all you blogger readers to know that in addition to hosting four houseguests this past weekend, Christine prepared a delicious meal Saturday night and invited Ryan's parents and brother(9 adults in all!), prepared a yummy breakfast dish for us as well as one for the annual Science Department's graduation breakfast, painstakenly potted homegrown herbs (in a beautiful pot!) as a very thoughtful Mother's Day gift (for me!), not to mention all the other jobs she normally accomplishes as a busy mother of three little ones!
She really is amazing.
I may just take a few drives by your house to see if you're attempting to remember to ride a bike! =) What a great gift! My dad has a Schwinn in his garage that he had when he was a teenager. My dad is going to be 50 this year, so that thing is at least 30 years old!
You know Christine, I too was off a bike for several years. I bought it the summer before my senior year of college. Spent a pretty penny for it too (but I had no bills to pay, so I indulged). I rode for a couple summers, then got married and forgot about it in my parents shed. Fast forward a few years and my husband decided he wanted a bike to save the stress on his knees. So I pulled mine out of storage, wiped the cobbwebbs off and rode off into the sunset. You won't have too much trouble. I have faith in you.
What a fantastic Mother's Day surprise! I can't help but remember our bike ride with your family here last Spring. I had my cute, 6 months pregnant friend up on a bicycle, and we had to leave Steve at home for lack of air in the tires of another bike. Your boys were so cute in the bike trailer though - and I can't help but think that this year they'll be able to keep from toppling over onto one another quite so much.
Get your practice in, we're totally making the Case family go on another fool bike ride again this spring!
Love you muchly!
Rae
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