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I suppose getting your Monday Monday email on Tuesday might equate to reading the morning’s newspaper at 7:00PM – it becomes old news. For example, the Monday morning paper might have a nice article about John McCain’s new running mate, but by the time the nightly news rolls around - everyone probably shifts gears to start talking about Governor Palin’s 17 year old pregnant daughter and the potentially unethical use of the Governor’s power to remove someone from a state job. In any event, old or new, I’ll deliver the weekend’s news to you with the same level of detail and thought today as I would have loved to have done yesterday (if not for the observation of one of our beloved Federal Holidays).
Maggie, myself, and a plethora of her family members all converged on the little town of Lackawaxen, PA this weekend to celebrate her fathers “coming of age” surprise party. Depending on what age you are “coming to,” surprises might not always bode well for one’s cardio health. Ok . . .I’m done with the age jokes. Maggie, her sister, her niece, and I were in charge of keeping her father busy for a few hours while the party’s staging took place. We had a nice lunch in Milford at an old mill (water wheel and all) that had been converted into a restaurant and a series of small shops. Remember one of the most “Green” things you can do is revitalize an old building. After lunch, we took a stroll through some of the shops, let Maggie and Maddie ride Go Karts, and hit the driving range to hit a bucket of balls. After all this fun, we brought Maggie’s father back to the house where everyone was waiting to give out the well wishes. The party would then ensue, so <
As you can well imagine, keeping this party a secret in such a small community made for some interesting difficulties. We needed to hide certain people just to keep suspicions low, so Maggie and I got to host her brother, sister-in-law, and their two dogs for the weekend. Will he drive by the house? Will we pass him on the street? Where will Maggie and I be all night on Friday? Why can’t we eat dinner with them on Friday Night? All questions that needed staged answers, and trust me . . . we had this thing staged like the main event of WrestleMania 25.
Quick sidebar! A wannabe terrorist just crashed into my building (in fact it was my own window). I know this is scary considering that I work on a Government contract, but rest assured that as long as Al-Qaeda continues using the U.S. population of Blue Jays instead of our flights operated by United Airlines – our country will be secure and safe. I’m leaving in five minutes to see if the Blue Jay survived – I will thoroughly question him in hopes that it can lead me to Osama Bin Laden.
To keep your news brief and “up to the minute,” I’ll leave out any other weekend details and wish you a good week.
Keep the Gulf Coast Residents in Your Thoughts,
Ryan
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