I decided not to mess with Texas after all. I think Texas knew what I was contemplating, and in a final "I told you so" move, Texas made me trip on the curb at George Bush Intercontinental Airport yesterday morning and busted my knee up pretty bad. I think I almost would have preferred The Frizz, but I am pretty vain, so it's a toss-up.
Houston greeted us with beautiful weather that was, at times, cooler and more Spring-like than what we left behind in Virginia. Friday, the day of my grandfather's memorial, was beautiful. Sunny skies and a cool breeze in the air. We had to drive to Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio, but the military service was touching. My sister (an Air Force veteran) explained that the soldiers who perform the military honors aren't just any "Joe Schmoes" who get assigned to the duty. They volunteer and go through special training, and they serve at military services on their days off. Knowing that gave me even more appreciation for them...they showed so much respect for our family and the years of service my grandfather gave to our country. The flag ceremony is timed so precisely, and the gun salute gave me chills.
My sis snapped this shot, which I think pretty much says it all...
It's sad that funerals are sometimes the only thing to bring families together. Although I wasn't particularly happy to be together at some points of the trip...namely at 11 pm on Thursday night as my mom tried to maneuver the rental car out of the airport and through Houston. There was a lot of shouting and waving of the hands. It was like a flashback to 1997, when I had cheerleader bangs and didn't want anything to do with my family. I was very sad that I didn't pack my expired pain killers because there was some pain that needed to be killed in that rental car.
The trip wasn't all sad. We ate delicious Tex-Mex and caught up with our cousin and made fun of people on Doomsday Bunkers. We even hit our favorite used bookstore, which seemed like one of those "normal" day kind of activities.
I'm ready to get back to normal-day activities. Kindergarten drop-off, play dates, my DVR. Even getting the house back together after two weeks of limbo. T held up so nicely while I was gone. None of the children went missing, and they were even fed and clothed when I returned. I was pleased to see that their outfits even matched and he put bows in their hair. Bows, people, bows! I knew I'd rub off on him someday....
So, all this is short to say, thank you for letting me take another day to "vent" here. I didn't feel like jumping back into posts about my family room or the latest recipe I've tried. I'll be folding my laundry today if you need me.
Back tomorrow with an announcement about a new series for bloggers!
I completely know what you mean about needing to catch up on housework. Have fun catching back up and I look forward to your next blog series.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry you banged up your knee!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a lovely service, and I'm glad the weather was nice.
I'm also glad you can start to get back to normal a bit, after such a crazy couple of weeks!
We're glad you're back. It's always nice to get back into the routine. Amazing that your hubs put in bows!!! My girls are lucky to even run a brush through their hair when I'm not there.
ReplyDeleteGood luck catching up! The weekend and days in general, are never long enough to have fun and get stuff done!
ReplyDeleteWelcome home! Sorry to hear about your knee but glad that you survived the trip and that the service was nice.
ReplyDeleteGood luck on catching up on your housework. I know you are happy to be back to your normal routine.
Glad to have you back! And glad you were able to enjoy some family time while away at the service.
ReplyDeleteAs my mom always says...when looking back I will never say "Gee, I wish I did more laundry"! Take your time getting back into the routine...you deserve it!
Glad you're home safe! Minus the busted knee of course! That picture is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteGlad you're safely home, Amanda! Good luck with all the laundry-folding. I swear our laundry multiplies when I'm out of town--dirty clothes get together and have lots of dirty-clothes babies. But the babies aren't cute and pink and sweet-smelling!
ReplyDeleteI've been thinking about you, friend. Glad to hear you are back safe and sound.
ReplyDeleteBeen thinking about you & your family & praying for you in this trip, the photo is absolutely stunning. I'm sure you're so proud & honored to be a part of your Opa's lineage. :-) Blessings!
ReplyDeleteI love that he put bows in the girls' hair:) My boys are lucky if Jason even brushes their hair when he has them for more than a day at a time! I love the picture your sister took! That car trip with your mom sounds enjoyable...or not! And ouch about your knee! I hope it is feeling better and that you got all of your laundry done yesterday! I have piles of laundry everywhere!
ReplyDeleteI stumbled upon your blog through a pin on Pinterest. I related so much to this post. When I found this picture of your grandfather's flag, and my breath caught in my throat. My family experienced similar events this past week with 2 funerals, one being my grandfather's military funeral. I didn't realize how emotional the flag presentation, gun salute, and playing of taps would be. Thank you for sharing your beautiful picture!
ReplyDeleteCarelessness or negligent, is characterized as failure to perform what a sensible individual would do when given or
ReplyDeleteconfronted by a specific set of incidents or circumstances.
California Personal Injury Lawyers face an uphill task trying to
provide exception defense tactics for their plaintiff.
These attorneys can be reached when you look for them in the yellow pages of your
phone book or through going online.
Here is my page ... Cape Cod Personal Injury Lawyer