Monday, June 02, 2008

The Tale of Two Weekends

I apologize for my lack of blogging lately. I had been busy trying to promote a concert on May 31st at our church. That's past us now, so things should slow down a bit.

One Weekend (5/24 - 26)
What a great weekend!

We started out with a Yard Sale on Saturday and it went really well. We made the most we've ever made at one. After that we headed down to the park to the Feast of the Flowering moon.

We both thought Maleah would throw fits for that. She started to, but once we gave her a snack she was in a great mood! She was having a good time trying to stand up and saying "Weee!" So cute!

On Sunday we had a cook out at our house with Butch, Annie, Kevin, Stacy, Bobby, Miranda, Maleah and myself. We had a nice time and it was a beautiful day.

Monday was Memorial Day which usually means cook-out, but my family was busy. So, me and my two girls went to the mall. We shopped some (in empty stores) and we ate (in an empty restaurant). It was a fantastic afternoon and Maleah was wonderful. All in all it was one of the best weekends we've had in a long time.

The Other Weekend (5/31 & 6/1)
Saturday morning was spent with Miranda and Maleah and it was just a "hang out" time before I had to go to church for the concert. The concert itself didn't go as well as we had hoped. Our ticket sales were below where we needed to be and it turned out to be a loooong evening; 11 hours long.

Sunday wasn't bad to start out. Anthony and Bobby came over and helped taking paneling off the wall of one of our bedrooms. So far so good. Butch came over and we took up the carpet. Apart from ugly linoleum, still doing well. Then it happened. The floor sank.

Butch noticed a low spot so I walked around the room trying to assess the severity of the situation. All of the sudden I felt the floor giving a little bit. Several minutes later we had the linoleum pulled up to find a molded, crumbling floor. Yikes. Good news: it's not expensive. Bad news: We have to replace the entire floor.

It goes to show you never can tell from one weekend to the next what's going to happen. Either you'll have a good time, or your floor will be moldy.

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