Waiting out the storm

Another fun weekend with Mom, Abigail, and Dad. Abigail and I drove home late Friday night, narrowly avoiding some random hail storms amid Tornado warnings. Don't worry, Mom taught us well, we pulled over and hung out at a Bread Co. and waited it out.

Mom looks great, all smiles as we walked in the door, before we went to bed, and as soon as we all woke up. She is in great spirits. We spent most of the day hanging out in the family room, occasionally (often) hitting the kitchen and eating the many pounds of food provided by our many thoughtful and loving friends. Thanks again. And of course, when we're not eating food, we're watching food. Food Network during the day, and then when Mom asked for a list of relatively new movies from which to choose for our evening movie night, she obviously perked up at Eat, Pray, Love. She also didn't mind the idea of a "Chocolate Pizza" that we bought ingredients for and baked up. Pizza Dough, Chocolate, Peanut Butter, Nutella, Marshmallows, and more Chocolate. So, we ate and watched.

Sunday. Abigail and Dad roasted some pork shoulder in the oven (actually, it was pork butt, and yes, we learned that we are all as mature as we thought we were - cue the multiple one-liners and half of the Sir Mix-a-Lot lyrics). After all that fun and food, Abigail and I had to say our goodbyes, and now we're back in St. Louis and Chicago.

Clearly, the point of the weekend re-telling and my train of thought were lost on the last paragraph. But to bring it back, like Mom taught us, we are all waiting out the storm. And while we wait, we are still having fun and laughing as a family. What's better than that. Miss you, Mom. Can't wait til we get to see you again.