Ok, not completely empty, but defiinitely as if something is lacking.
Weekend flew by, much like the last couple of weekends have. The track for Hurricane Ivan (according to the unique Server Monkey Sloth Tracker I) is taking it up towards Florida's panhandle. I wish them well, and hope it doesn't increase in strength, though it's looking really bad right now.
Polk County Schools canceled school today, however, I get to come in to work. Thankfully, I do not think that I will have to bag anyone's PCs today, but am not sure. Our home is packed full of family still, and I'm still getting used to it. I'm used to the routine that Rachel, the kids and I typically used to have. Come home from work, dinner, some play or reading time, TV time, then bed.
It's not anywhere near that now.
Late Friday afternoon, my stepfather calls to say, "We'll see you tomorrow." [blink, blink] "Tomorrow?," I reply. He goes on to tell me that grandma Chressie is going to drive down from Huntsville, Alabama and come to visit Mark (an uncle I've never met) in Orlando for a few days, and wanted to see her great-grandchildren. Oh. No problem, I tell Paul, however, with our house full of family, I was completely unsure where in the world Paul, my mom, Chressie, and their dog would sleep. I didn't worry about it, but I knew there'd be an issue. I neglected to mention this tidbit of information with Rachel when I got home because I'd already failed in my task of getting tickets for Night of Joy at Disney. Well, I didn't so much fail as I just didn't try very hard to do so. Plus, I took the "if you want to go, buy the tickets, and if you don't want to go, don't buy the tickets" statement I heard earlier as freedom to make an executive decision. I'd thought about driving up to Cafe Tu Tu Tango, and then heading over to Pleasure Island to watch Vanity Fair, but ended up nixing that plan. Much too close to Disney. We ended up going to Mikasa Japanese steak house. Now, I've never been to any other Japanese steak house, so I've no basis for comparison, but this place is always SO good. We met some nice folks at the corner we were sitting at, and talked about all sorts of stuff. Yeah, typically I'm in my misantrope mode, but I actually managed to socialize a bit. After dinner, we stopped at Andy's Igloo for hot fudge milk shakes. Unfortunately, I miscalculated by about twenty cents or so after placing my order. The counter girl wasn't worried about it, and made the shakes and sent me on my way. I should have asked her her name, you know, to give some sort of props, but my social skills were all used up at Mikasa.
I had intended to wake up and mow the lawn, since I heard a mower going, and I knew our lawn needed it again--guess getting a haircut wasn't enough, huh Stan? Next thing I know, it's Jeff out in the yard, mowing it. So, I just piddled around for a bit, and then went out to help him move the last five sections of torn down fence in my back yard. I went to grab him a drink, and Rachel yelled at me for grabbing a Bud Light for him. "He's not an alcoholic!" she said. True, it was nine in the morning, but you know, I didn't even think anything of it. I ended up getting him a bottle of Gatorade instead. My parents got in about noonish on Saturday, while the majority of the household was getting ready to go to Rock the Universe at Universal. They brought a ton of Cuban pastries (JOY!) and a few two liter bottles of Inca Kola (MINE!! they're all MINE! :) ). Later that evening, my parents, Rachel, the kids and I went to Boston Lobster Feast on 192 in Kissimmee. It's something that they've always liked to do, and I don't typically turn down a free meal, so, you know. Interestingly enough, I didn't get any lobster whatsoever. For some reason, I really wanted tuna salad, and finally got some sushi, though it wasn't anywhere near as close to as good as that place in Jacksonville. No idea why I was wanting tuna salad, though. I forgot my camera, of you'd get to see my stepfather getting Abby to play with a lobster head. Ew. We drove home, filled up our van with gas, and ended up going to sleep fairly early. I couldn't even stay awake to watch Kill Bill Volume 2. Sad.
I must say, I've been spoiled by Donna's (sister-in-law) cooking, and Jeff's working around the house. Heather's (Jeff and Donna's oldest daughter) boyfriend Steven was looking for someone to keep up with him in a game of Scene It? So, Nicole called Samuel (nebsllim's brother, so a brother-in-law, is that right?) and went to pick him up. The scooter that he's borrowed isn't allowed to leave campus, but it's a good thing. Donna cooked up a pseudo-Mexican fiesta for enchilada's, tacos, and chips and dip.
I will be posting images in a bit. They are, however, not necessarily about everything I've posted. I'm just clearing out my XD card for now.