Evilsciencechick

Friday

We get a good start heading to the park n fly and arrive somewhat on time.  However the shuttle taking us to the airport hits traffic.  Competent and friendly driver finds another way, we make our flight on time.  Hooray!  We are stuffed like sardines inside the plane.  Booo.

My brother is supposed to pick us up from the airport.  He is not there.  He is running late.  WHERE IS MY BROTHER IT IS LATE AND I WANT TO GO TO BED!!!

There is a weird detour around construction.  He picks us up at the curb.  On the way to our parent’s house, he gets a confusing text and then a phone call from a friend who is drunk and passed out behind my brother’s shop.  Great.  Another detour to bro’s shop.  I send Kev out with brother to explore back yarn of shop to try to find friend while I wait in car.  As they search, I see legs sticking out of clump of weeds.  They are moving, at least.  It is drunk friend, who is VERY drunk and also embarrassed.  Duh.  Dude, you are too old for this.  Brother opens shop to let drunk guy sleep it off in piercing room.  I hope he sterilizes it before the next piercing.

We arrive at parent’s house.  Mom is still up, and she goes to get my father, who has gone to bed.  But he is surprised!  Success!  Everyone was able to keep a secret for months.  It’s a miracle.  We all pat ourselves on the back over cider and pumpkin cake, and then go to bed.

Saturday

Doorbell rings after only 3 and a half hours of sleep.  Dad’s recliner has arrived - we are the first delivery on their list!  Mom and I try to suppress our…zzzzzzz….

Dad doesn’t even wake up.  He finds chair later in the morning, after being up for a half hour.  He is quite the observant man.  Sits down in chair and doesn’t get up for several hours, until he and Kev tackle the insane amount of leaves that cover the yard for the afternoon.

Mission: buy me boots.  I want boots!  Knee-high, brown, with small heel.  For work.  There are sales going on and also PA has no sales tax on clothing, so this is perfect chance to buy.  However, there is not a single pair of boots that fit me in any shoe store within a 10 mile radius.  It is a long day, but I do find some cute heels and some body lotion.  Then everyone goes to Primanti’s for dinner.  I send picture of my angus beef steak sandwich, topped high with cole slaw and fries, to Julie.  She replies “you SUCK”

Sunday

Mom and I try one more place for boots.  Strike out, but find another deal on cute shoes too good to pass up.

Then it’s on to my father’s birthday dinner…er…late lunch.  At Davio in Beechwood, which I really can’t say ENOUGH about.  It’s a small family place, and they opened early just for us.  The staff was on the BALL and very friendly, the food was OUT OF THIS WORLD.  Everyone who can should go.  You won’t regret it.

Everyone back to my parent’s house to sit and chat and try to digest some of the food so as to make room for birthday cake and ice cream.  Dad opens his gifts and is thrilled (we went halvsies on a gift with bro - a nice leather jacket).  A nice time had by all.  Except the Steelers lose.  Booo.

Monday

Packed and cleaned up.  Left a little early so as to enjoy lunch at Quaker Steak and Lube (warning: site has annoying noise).  Sent another pic to Julie (her response: you SUCK!) and then on to the airpor where we got through baggage check and security in just enough time to make the start of boarding.  Much better seating arrangement, but flight takes longer than expected.  And when we get to atlanta, we find that only one of our two small suitcases has made it.  The one full of dirty clothes and poppy seed filling (long story) is missing.  File claim and grab shuttle to parking, then drive to pick up a VERY happy to see us dog - who is clean and also exhausted, and plops down immediately in the back seat of the car and doesn’t move much until we get home, when she finds her bed and passed out.

Order pizza and relax.

Wake up Tuesday with headache, tummy troubles and a leg that won’t stop throbbing.  I stay home to sleep it off.  Feeling much better now, thanks