After a few days of freaking out after my first visit to the specialist I’ve realized three things. 1.) I just have to wait to see what I have, 2.) I can’t self diagnose myself using Google, and 3.) There is nothing I can do or change until my next appointment. That being said, what better way to divert the last marble in my head but to have a party!!! So that’s what I did.
Last Saturday I had my first (and hopefully not last) Blog-B-Q. I invited a handful of bloggers and their families over for a casual get together. Though it’s always great to get together with the friends I’ve made online, I wanted the people in our ‘real lives’, that don’t blog, to be a part of it. (Read: Proof to my family that these friends really do exist and are not just playing with that lone marble.)
I ran the idea of having a Blog-B-Q past my husband…after first running it by Lou. Well, of course I would want Lou’s opinion on it because he was my first. First blogger I met in person. People, get your minds out of the gutter.
Here’s Lou, obviously tickled pink over something quite humorous and witty I said; that or he’s laughing at me. No, actually it’s the first.
Though his wife SWMBO (‘She Who Must Be Obeyed’) couldn’t make it, he brought his son Zach who he refers to as #3 Son. I realize he’s only 18, and has a girlfriend, and I’m married, and I’m old enough to be his mother; but I absolutely adore him. (Zach, you have my email, so keep in touch; and let me know how you’re doing in college.)
Also in attendance were Miss Mad Hatter and Karra.
While Karra’s son and my granddaughter were in the garden discussing the importance of monitoring the pH levels in the soil...
…other more important topics were being discussed elsewhere.
Meanwhile, Sheila tried to look all serious….
…but really? Yeah, I rest my case. She’s too full of fun to pull that off.
And speaking of fun; let the wee ones have a turn!
Some bags were tossed and I’m not sure if it was gals vs. guys; or bloggers vs. non-bloggers or if it was one and the same…
Blogging and gender aside, there was also competition between the ages. Here is my grandson challenging Sheila to SingStar. She won, but it was close.
He is awaiting a rematch, which is more than likely to occur as I think the biggest connection made this past weekend was between Sheila’s son and my grandson.
They ended up having a sleepover that night and are new best buds. Sheila and my daughter exchanged phone numbers and there is already another sleepover planned in just over a week. How cool is that?
On an ending not, here’s me and my first…
Who’s in for next year?