Friday night gave way to an impromptu small gathering of friends, as often happens on Fridays. I would be remiss if I didn't give a huge "Cancer Sux!" to my uncle's father-in-law who lost his battle recently and had his funeral on Friday.
Saturday, as many of you know, was going to be Emma's birthday party. But our block party was that day so we had to move it to Sunday.
It's weird that no only are we no longer the youngest couple on the block, there's quite a few younger couples on the block now and I felt like one of the old guys at times.
Emma's birthday party was fun. Julie did the grilling so I could watch the Rams get stomped. *sigh*
On the bright side, our long-lost drinking buddy has returned from hurricane chasing! That roxed!
Tomorrow is the 1-year anniversary of losing Grandpa. ouch.