I don't know where these titles come from. We are all trying to get readjusted around here and it seems Brooke, Ken and Emma must go through a period of "needing extra sleep". We have to get used to living with six adults and a baby in the house. I think in about two days we'll have most of the problems straightened out.
If you were a part of the wedding I will say thank you one more time. A guy I know has five daughters. The first one was getting married the same time Emma was. He must be thinking of suicide about now. I have a problem telling the adults around here that we need to put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher and put the food back in the refrigerator etc. It always comes off badly. We may have to resort to assigning duties. Lisa, You have kitchen clean-up on Wednesday. Must be done by 10AM. Jake has vacuuming on Thursday. Emma cleans the cat box. It could be fun, kinda like camp.
Gabe is feeling better but not really getting rid of the pressure in his ears so more unpleasantness could be on the way.
When the DJ at the wedding put on Della James-"At Last", I was moved to take the dance floor with my wife. She said no so I went up with Gabe. Then she did join us. We were enjoying the dance for just a short time when an unidentifiable smell was detected by me. I said what's that smell and Brooke and Mike Kennedy said at the same time,"Fire!" It was put out and we continued dancing. I leaned over to say to the Kennedys,"I thought the Srylankans were burning incense". Just as I was saying this the music stopped and it was loud enough to be heard by several people on the dance floor. Those things always happen when we get together with the Kennedys.
If I go on I may offend somebody (else) so I'll sign off for now.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
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