June: Drinking around the World Bachelor/Bachelorette Party at Epcot
As we descended into Orlando, so did Tropical Storm Debby. And while it made for a less-than-pleasant walk around the “world,” it did keep the crowds down…which was a good thing (for the absent crowd’s sake more than ours). J and I stuck to beer and split a drink at many of the countries, but we were in the minority. And by the time we reached Canada, our last stop, all of the outdoor kiosks were closed because of the weather, leaving only Le Cellier, the most sought after reservation in Disney World. And needless to say, they weren’t willing to let a herd of drunken, be-ponchoed morons inside for a quick Molson. Which lead to my favorite quote of the weekend, courtesy of a less-than-sober, less-than-dry guy in our group who had long ago shed his poncho, and who was both bewildered and angry at our Disney-fied friends to the North:
“Canada? F@#%ing CANADA??!!??”
July: We close on our new house.
On moving day, I took the dog over to the new place so that J could deal with the movers. When we later returned to the old place to tidy up, J had of course already seen the house empty, but I had not. Our conversation as he unlocked the door to our old house for the last time:
J: “Are you ready for the weirdness?”
M: “Are you hitting on me?”
We love our new place, but the neighborhood has only one way in and out. As J put it, “When the Zombie Apocalypse comes, we are totally screwed.”
August: I made a trip to Conyers, GA with the women in my dad’s side of the family to visit my grandma’s hometown.
I shared a room with my mom, which I hadn’t done in a long time, and we generally had a blast. One night the rest of the group went to tour Stone Mountain, but we decided to stay at the motel and walk to the Outback for dinner. Mom got tipsy on one glass of white zinfandel, and then we walked next door to Cracker Barrel to buy candy and giggle at the baby Halloween costumes in the shop. It was a great night.
September: Relatively quiet.
Had our first cookout in the new house, dug out Tilly’s Clemson jersey for football season.
On the horizon for October: A new nephew, and my piano makes its journey from NC to here (since we finally have room for it)! And finally, I will refrain from sharing yet another picture of my dog, and instead leave you with this (because I am easy to amuse, and it makes me giggle):
