05 February 2007

Weekend Wrap Up

Friday evening's Sixers game was a no go. We got dressed, bundled up with jackets, scarves, gloves and hats and headed out the door only to discover a fair amount of snow (for this winter anyway) on the ground. We had no idea that it had or was supposed to snow. I flipped up my trust Macbook and checked accuweather.com, who predicted below freezing temps and a bit of additional snow changing to rain (does it happen any other way in Southeastern PA?) for the rest of the night. Fun! I was not driving back and forth to Philly on a Friday night in that weather, not for the Sixers anyway.

So we hung out in the front yard for a 1/2 hour or so, catching flakes on our tongues and sliding around driveway. A nice unexpected time.

Back in the house, we enjoyed mugs of hot chocolate, cuddled up on the couch under a blanket and watched the entire basketball game on TV (the first Sixers game I have seen from tip to last shot in years). And you know what? It was awesome, a great game to watch (even though we lost by a deuce). My girl fell asleep up against me, which is pretty adorable. I scooped her up, plopped her in her crib and deposited myself in my own bed.

On Saturday we picked up my nephew who, as part of our birthday gift to him, was spending the night at our house - a sleepover with my daughter. We had fun and came up with a cool musical game (which I will turn into a Families.com article later this week).

On Sunday we drove to Philly for Baby Loves Disco. I have no energy at the present time (as you may have already realized by now) to write a full blown recap of this dance party, but it was cool. Our two little guest did not do much dancing, but the club, bouncers, food and the activities for non-dancers was all very neat. Yeah, that is the best I can do right now - "very neat". I am going to bed. Look for more, later.

Goodnight comb, goodnight brush, goodnight nobody, goodnight mush.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz....

1 comment:

SM said...

that was the only story that used to put maryn to sleep. we'd go on and on, adding family members names, trees, stars, the river - getting goofier as we went until she finally fell out (probably from sheer boredom). Then we found night is coming by the same author - which worked when she got older.