Well, I knew that it would be an interesting weekend, but I had no idea how it would end up!
Friday was mostly normal - went to the gym, went to Lowes and bought a bunch of flowers, planted said bunch of flowers in the front yard (because seriously the home builder thought that annuals were a good idea in the front flower bed - as if!), boys napped, dinner was had - and was amazing - chicken crusted in asiago cheese bread crumbs with tiny hand-cut oven baked french fries (which Jake deemed as the best dinner ever), boys went to bed, and Mama and Daddy had Bloody Marys to celebrate another day that we survived being parents!
Saturday was a bit different. Saturday started early - 5:15 type of early, when Jake woke up screaming and I ran upstairs to find him covered in blood (bloody nose). Of course this woke up Travis who had to come in and make sure that big brother was okay. So for about 30 minutes there were 3 of us in Jake's bed all trying to stop his nose from continuing to bleed. It did finally stop, and all children were told to go back to bed until the sun came up - which is actually what they did (thank goodness). I got a little more sleep, but not a lot, and was back up at 7:30 doing breakfast for the kids and getting myself ready for the busy day ahead. (I was to be leaving at 8:30 to drive to Houston for a Memorial Service, Blake and the boys were not coming with me.)
At 8:20, I check Molly's (yellow lab) ears, because she had started shaking her head a bit that morning, and the first ear was fine, no goop. Second ear however I kind of freaked out when I just lifted it to check on goop - reason I freaked out: her ear thickness was in excess of 5x what it should have been. Seriously, her normally 1/8" thick ear appeared to have a roll of quarters shoved into it - and it was the full length of her ear. I (after freaking out) immediately called the vet, and got their answering service because they didn't open until 8:30. Blake and I decided that he would borrow his dad's truck and get Molly in to see the vet (since I had to take the Yukon to Houston since I can't drive a stick - yeah I should really learn). So I leave at 8:30, and am calling the vet on the way out of the neighborhood and describing what is going on and they say that they have no appointments available at all... great. So I ask where they would recommend I take her because there was no way that I was letting her poor ear stay like that or get worse all the way until Monday, and they put me on hold for like 3 minutes which gets me nicely out of the neighborhood on my drive. So then they come back and tell me if I can drop her off RIGHT NOW, that they could work her in to the schedule. So I turn the car around and get the dog and drop her off at the vet where they explain it will likely need surgery, and make me sign a bunch of paperwork. My poor puppy!
8:50, I am back on the road and headed downtown to pick up my sister and take her with me to Houston. I call Blake and fill him in on Molly's supposed outcome, and let him know that if they can work her in, the likely will be doing surgery, if they can't that they hopefully will schedule it for first thing on Monday. I get Laura (sister) at 9:20 and we stop by a coffee shop, and get provisions for the drive, and then proceed to chit chat for approximately 3 1/2 hours as we make the drive to Clear Lake City just south of Houston... have I mentioned how great it is to have my sister living in town again - I love!!!
We check into the Hotel just before 1pm, and get changed for the Memorial Service, then meet up with Mom and Dad and make our way over to the church. We meet up with the cousins briefly before the service in the family room and give them bunches of hugs before going to take our seats in the area right next to the reserved for family section (we aren't actually family, but next closest thing when you grow up with someone and they are at all the family occasions and are family to some of your extended family). The service was beautiful - I still can't believe that my uncle and his brother actually were able to get up and speak about their father - but he was an awesome man! (If you are so inclined, the obituary is pretty cool, and he was NASA's Chief of Technical Services, and designed the Flag which is flying on the Moon today) http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/10708894/Jack-Kinzler-obituary.html
I called Blake after the church reception, and it turns out that the veterinarian kept the office open after closing that day to do Molly's surgery, and then stayed and talked with Blake about the after-care that she needed to receive. Office closes at 3 on Saturday, Blake didn't walk out until 4:30. Poor thing's ear has a giant cut all along the inside to "drain" all the blood and goo, and has all these tube-like things which the sutures went into to attempt to keep the shape of her ear as it heals. It kind of looks like she got a waffle iron to the ear the way that it is all put back together. But I am so grateful for our Vet, and am amazed by how they stayed after hours (and didn't charge us with after hours care).
After the service and the church reception, we went to dinner at the little Mexican place which we used to go to all the time when my parents lived in Houston. Yummy! Then around 8:30, we drove over to my cousin's Grandmother's house for the "after party" - and what a party it was. I think that everyone was finally able to "let loose" and enjoy themselves. There was much drinking, and consuming of all the leftover desserts from the church reception, and then card playing. Hand and Foot - great game (apparently kind of like Kinasta I am told). 2 different games of it going on at the same time in fact. The "young adults" (and yes Blake, I fit into this category, thank you very much), and the "old adults" (also known as the parents of said young adults). The gaming continued until the 2am hour of the morning when everyone pretty much decided they couldn't stay awake long enough for the last round of the game. Fine by me, I was tired, and I was on the team with the top score!
Next day, Sunday, we had breakfast around 11, and then drove home - we were pretty exhausted, and there was not nearly the level of conversation which had been had on the drive down - either because we were too tired, or because we were all talked out, hard to know.
So yeah, interesting weekend, long weekend, and it makes me wish that I saw all of my cousins (and cousins of cousins) on a much more regular basis than I do!
(Thank you Bronwen for the pic, and yes I know I look ridiculous - they caught me and Libby mid-laugh - Laura of course looks like a supermodel)