Monday, October 08, 2007

The Weekend (A Melodrama in 3 Posts)

Post 3: The Conclusion

In post 2, I forgot to note that everything (wedding-related) happened in central time, even though we were physically in the eastern time zone. Thus (as I found out later) the reason my in-laws abruptly left the beach was because they were confused about which time zone their watches were in... and they arrived at the wedding an hour early.

But anyway, because our guests left midway through the day (before the wedding), when we got back, we had the whole place to ourselves. We put the boys to bed and relaxed a little while before going to bed (probably before the "party" really even started at the wedding reception!!

The previous night, our whole family slept in the bedroom while the in-laws slept in the living room. Tara had some problems with the hardness of the bed, so she took the couch after a while. In the living room was a Murphy Bed, and when we looked at it, we found that it was made in St. George, Utah (which is Tara's "best match" of cities to live in - we're going to go visit there as a Spring vacation).

After a good night's sleep, we got up, ate breakfast, and cleaned up the cottage. We considered going to the beach again, but decided against it - not having clothes for it and the idea of cleaning up more sand weren't appealing! Then we headed to Hannah's restaurant in New Buffalo for a post-wedding brunch.



We had a great time eating and hanging out with some family members that we don't usually get to see - we sat with Mike (Katie's brother) and Ivona (Mike's wife - this was the first time I'd met her) and it was great to see them and especially to finally get to meet her. Of course, everyone loved our boys.


We knew when we'd overstayed our welcome... by our wiped out boys, so we headed home. On the way home, we did stop once to play in a park in Ashley, IN (home of the smiley-face water tower) and to spend our family fortune on junk food to keep everyone happy (and awake) for the rest of the ride home.


When we finally got home, we were all beat, but nothing says it quite like Jonathan, who made an attempt to get out of the car and decided against it.

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