The first night (after packing boxes all day), we ate dinner at a lovely little place called Mario's Ristorante, just off Seawall Dr. and it was perfect. We ordered like everything on the menu and came close to eating it all too. They sort of secluded us (rather like the bunch of black sheep that we are when we get together) and our waitress gave us her full attention, for which she was handsomely rewarded at the grand finale of our dinner.
Honestly, we were all so exhausted, I didn't even remember the Cardinal Rule Of Blogging... Take lots of pictures. In summation, we were a total party unto ourselves which is our usual Modus Operandi. If you can't stare adversity in the face and laugh, then what the Hell is the point of life? To be weepy and miserable? I think not.
I can tell you this one thing... It isn't the *getting from point A to point B*, or who gets there first. It's what happens in between those two points and how you get there that really matters. Who in their right mind doesn't want to be proud of the way they make their journey? If you can't roll with the punches, then it's probably not going to be a whole lot of fun on your travels.
And, if you don't have good friends, then you're missing out on one of the great parts about living life to its fullest. Family has to love you (well, in most circumstances). Friends love you because they want to.... And, people with friends know how to cultivate friends.
Obviously, I am delusional about my picture taking abilities, because I didn't get very many decent shots. Most of the time we were feverishly packing and trying to make sure that nothing going into storage would break, making sure to mark on each box what was inside so that if and when they do get another place, they won't have to rip through all the boxes trying to find just one thing.
By the end of packing everything up, we were all getting tired and cranky, but there will still 4 mover guys coming to load everything into the 26 foot U-Haul truck and the guys still had to get the furniture off the 2nd floor deck. The. Heavy. Stuff. However, I was quite impressed with the solution they came up with. You know. As long as I didn't have to climb that ladder all the way up there. I would surely have gotten dizzy and fallen off before ever arriving at the top, where the deck was.
So, I watched and took a few pictures. What they ended up doing was tying heavy ropes onto the furniture and lowering it, kind of guided (sliding down) by the ladder. The wind was blowing like Mach 10 miles per hour and it was freezing cold. You know, it actually made sense that it should be dull and dreary weather as everyone said good-bye to the house we all loved so much.
Then, because we're all so bad and have such odd sense of humors, we stood at the bottom, shaking the ladder as the others came down. Whenever they would freak out, we would laugh and say we were teasing... then we'd do it again as they started down again. Yeah. We were grasping at whatever humor we could find.
When it was all said and done, we watched the movers leave, then our other friends who came to help left, and then the former owner of the house as he drove the U-Haul away. They were all leaving to drive back, but our plane wasn't scheduled to leave until the next day.
So, Mr. Snoots and I went to dinner at Landry's and it was perfectly delicious. I'm sure that our trip home was much less arduous than the others because we flew home and drank Bloody Marys all the way....
Then as we were heading back to the hotel we saw this middle aged man walking back from surfing in 35 degree weather. He was carrying his flippers in one hand, his surfboard tucked under his other arm, and he was barefoot. There is just no accounting for some people.
Did I mention that we're exhausted? However, I don't have time to recover. I still have the outside decorations to put up and the kids will be home for Christmas next week.... Yikes!
Now, due to inactivity and disinterest in my blog posts, I am heretofore going on hiatus for the holidays. Apparently, no one wants to hear my ramblings, so I'm out of here. I've got much better things to do with my time than leave a couple of dozen comments, only to receive a few in return. Now, my attention will be turned on my internet business, my family, close friends (In Real Life) and getting ready for Christmas. Have a wonderful holiday season everyone! I hope all your Christmas wishes come true!
I'm thinking about giving up the regular blog after the first of the year (that would be this one). When I begin to feel like I'm talking to myself, or feel as if I HAVE TO leave a comment on someone's post, then I believe it's time to call it quits. I thought I could possibly go somewhere with this blog but apparently I was delusional, so it's time to get back to Real Life. I've made many wonderful new friends through blogging, but it seems I'm boring them as well, so it's time to move on to bigger & better things....