The loverly Celly came up Friday night. No sooner did she drop her bags on the floor than I dragged her out shopping with me. We hit the local Wally-Mart for some pants and shirts for me and some new bedsheets. She had a cold and wasn't feeling well but went with because... well, it was SHOPPING! I also tried on some shoes but didn't find anything I liked. I don't know if it had anything to do with it but I kept hearing Keltique's high-pitched voice reciting "Let's go SHOE shopping!"
Saturday morning I got up early. Well, 8:00 AM is early for me! I called a couple U-Haul places and finally managed to secure a 10-foot truck for a few hours. My ex gave me a full sized couch because it doesn't really fit in her new townhouse. Celly was still feeling poorly so I told her to stay in bed and rest.
Then I drove out to Gainesville to pick up the truck. Someone had left the lights on so they gave me a 17-foot diesel truck instead. I drove it over to the Clanlad's mother's house and we all went to his soccer game. As soon as that was over we loaded a couch, coffee table and end table into the truck. The Clanlad was very excited to ride in a big truck like that. :-) He was a little confused though because he knew I had just gotten a new job and I think he thought I was gonna drive a truck for a living. *g*
We had fun riding back to the house but we were running late. I had to have the truck back in Gainesville by 3:00 PM and we didn't get to the house until just before 2:00 PM. With Celly's help I unloaded the couch and stuff then I made a quick couple of sandwhiches. Celly was feeling a little better so she came with me. We dropped off the truck at 2:56 PM. Am I good or what?!?
We picked up my car and started to head back east on Rt. 66. That's when my car started pinging and shaking. I pulled over and checked under the hood. The oil was low so I added some. The other fluids were all fine. After letting it sit for a half hour we tried to start it again and it shook and knocked so bad we thought it was going to explode! It was billowing white smoke all over but I figured that was just excess oil burning off. After fretting for a while, I decided to try and make it to my mechanic's garage in Springfield.
We took off down the road spewing smoke like the Batmobile trying to elude the Joker. I went slow and watched the gauges. The knocking never really stopped and the smoke continued to trail us but we finally made it. I had my mom come up us up and then Celly and I went to the grocery store to get some fixin's for dinner. This Friday is my mom's birthday so we picked up some salad stuff, salmon, pasta, bread, lobster dip, strawberries and shortcake. Okay, so Celly actually picked out everything... but I pushed the cart!
We got home and *gasp*... I was summonarily DISMISSED from MY kitchen! Ack! Celly took over and cooked a WONDERFUL meal for everyone. Afterwards we had ice cream, strawberries and shortcake. Well, the ladies did. The Clanlad had a big sundae and I had a Root Beer float. Mmmmm... frothy goodness.
On Sunday Celly and I got garbed up for VARF. The Clanlad didn't want to dress up so he went in shorts. Once in Celly fell into her Irish accent, greeting and gigging with people as we walked. I've never been much of one for accents so I mostly kept quiet. It is my idiom afterall. *g* The Clanlad was weirded out by the accent and kept telling Celly to stop "talking Irish!" Hehehehe... that just made her do it all the more of course.
We saw a bunch of people we knew, finally making it to the back where the jousting was to held. We got some lunch and sat down with Norm and Keltik. We also said "Hi" to the feathery Faith, the scrumptious Darcy and the curvaceous Sherri came by as well as Loni (my new co-worker!) and her new boyfriend. We wandered over to the tilt yard and watched the jousting demo. Then the Clanlad got to pet the horses.
On the way back to the frontgate we walked by the lake and looked off the dock at the fish. There were hundreds of brim swimming just below the surface. Everytime someone would toss a piece of bread in the water they would swarm towards it like peer-ronyas. (NCRF joke about piranhas) There were also a few large mouthed bass that came up from the depths. The Clanlad saw one of them eat a brim and one we saw was at least two-feet long and as thick as my calf.
After that we decided to head home for some relaxation (nudge, nudge, wink, wink). I love having an actual couch to sit on. ;-)