What a weekend!
Most readers of this blog will know that this past weekend was the convergence of two super deluxe giant fantabulous family events – Carl’s birthday (on Friday, with a family party on Sunday) and the annual Chompers & Stompers pilgrimage to the OSU/Northwestern game. Matt, Donna, Courtney, Rob and Sarah all trekked in on Friday evening and crashed at Chez Dahlberg, which we have discovered can comfortably sleep many, many more people than we initially believed. The Joneses and PR arrived Saturday morning for a little pregame breakfast, and then we all made our way down High Street to campus, first in search of the Ramer tailgate, and then over to the ‘Shoe for a perfect afternoon of college football. Pity that Northwestern didn’t really feel the same…
Dinner with the C&Sers; on Saturday night at the Concourse led to highly predictable shenanigans (beerball was involved). Pretty good turnout, on the whole, although there were some notable absences (hi, JB!) But I didn’t hear that anyone was thrown out of the hotel that night, so I have to conclude that it was a smashing success.
Sunday brought lunch with the immediate family at the house, and then off to Carl’s party at Grandma Ware’s. Dad made three (!) cakes, which were positively devoured by our respective families. Carl seemed to be enjoying running around with his cousins and playing with the balloons Val decorated the room with, but when it came time to open his presents, we had a pretty tough time convincing him that was a good idea. He only wanted to play with the first present he’d opened – a train set Mémé and Granddude gave him – and pretty much refused to tear into the dozen or so other brightly wrapped packages bearing his name. What kind of kid do you have to force presents on unwillingly? Mine, as it turns out.
What a weekend. Glad I can get back to the office and get my nose to the grindstone:
(more pictures at the links above, obviously…)
