My kid, on the other hand, took a tough loss. :(
Fortunately, we were nearby and could help him out. But boy, what an up & down Valentine's Day weekend. Not the best start, anyway.
Driving down Saturday, J2 calls with a disabled vehicle. He was on his way north to go to a friend's party (one of the college kids we had over for dinner Friday night. Actually, he was going to be a surprise guest at our dinner, but that didn't happen) when the engine blew.
Apparently the timing belt slipped at highway speed, and... the engine is toast. :( $3,000 of repairs on a vehicle only worth $3,200. So, it's destined for Rawhide Boys' Ranch as a donation. Gosh, did that bring back memories of being twenty-something and having a car die with no money to replace it. Ugh. Been there, kid. This stuff happens.
At least it died where we could pick him up. We had some hard conversations on the way to where we were staying, and wound up hauling him around with us all weekend, too. Fortunately our hosts were gracious and adapted, letting him crash there along with us. And now he's home for a couple of days, to borrow one of our vehicles for a few weeks while he tries to figure out what to do with himself. Tough season of life he's in right now... :(
But that experience notwithstanding, the rest of the long weekend (thanks to President's Day off) was more uplifting. Saw lots of old friends, ate, drank, played cards, talked... really fun. And we received advice & encouragement as well as gave some. :) Emotional conversations, yes, but good ones. Finished up Monday morning with breakfast with our hosts at a neat little cafe' in Highland Park.
Very picturesque, and typical of the community. A nice place.
But Saturday night's game (the whole reason for the trip) was swell. :) So while D visited with girlfriends, and J2 slept (and slept. and slept. Poor kid.), I got there early, eager for a pleasant distraction.
So I had lots of time to find my seat and watch the crowd file in.
Nice seat. I had a good view of the action...
and of the crowd. :)
It was a giveaway night. They had a fun halftime show. Plus, they won handily. So, not only did I see everything I wanted to see...
but the win (and the excitement of mingling with the crowd) helped.
It wasn't such a bad Valentine's Day after all.
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Talked w/ D. I think she felt a little better. Who said experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first, the lesson afterwards? (apparently it is a Mr. Vernon Sanders) C'est vrai. . . you remain in my thoughts and my prayers.
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