Sometimes a weekend just flies by and suddenly it’s Sunday night. Often when that happens, it’s flown because there were too many things on the schedule that I didn’t really enjoy doing. But this weekend was different. It was perfect. Truly.
On Friday night, we watched “Moon Over Miami”, a 1941 musical with an all-star cast including Don Ameche, Betty Grable and Robert Cummings. Since we usually spend Friday nights cleaning, this should have been a clue that it was going to be a good weekend. Of course, this proves how truly strange we are. This is what our daughters have been telling us for about 20 years. Until then, we had them fooled.
Back to the perfect weekend. Saturday was cooler than it’s been and perfect for an early morning walk/run. I surprised myself by running two miles — a first since life got a little weird back in May. What a good feeling.
Saturday was also the day of the local fall festival and we planned to attend a ribbon cutting for Oscar Velasquez’s new mural. Oscar explained a little history behind each of the persons, animals and vehicles/buildings, etc., that are included on the mural. We were there in part, because the Chamber CEO has to be, but also because a certain special 88-year-old woman is part of the mural. She was with us — it was fun to see the surprise on her face when she was introduced. And if you haven’t heard Oscar sing, watch the video on the front page of the Bluffton Icon site: http://blufftonicon.com/
After that, we headed out to the Schumacher Homestead, where there was ham cooking over an open pit, homemade bread, soup, and popcorn popped in a big kettle. I don’t know if this is really how things were done back then, but if they were, I was born way too late. As my cousin, Jo Pannabecker said, “This is absolutely my favorite day of the year.”
Later, after we’d critiqued the Maple Crest quilt show, we went grocery shopping. I wonder if other people like to shop for groceries as much as I do. To do this right, you have to be (a) not hungry, and (b) not tired. For once, I timed it right. Of course, it helped to begin with a sugar rush from the DQ.
Came home and ate supper while watching “Meet the Fockers”, which somehow my husband had missed seeing earlier. Okay, it’s beginning to sound like we never eat at the table. We do. Sometimes.
Today…Sunday…another cool but beautiful day. We decided to celebrate our anniversary a day early by visiting the mummy at the Toledo Museum of Art. Except the mummy wasn’t there. The coffin was empty. We’ll have to go back in October when the mummy returns: http://www.toledo.com/news/2010/05/17/daily-dose/toledo-museum-of-art-2010-2011-exhibition-schedule/
The last time we were at the TMA, our youngest daughter was a high school senior and was taking Mary Ann Sullivan’s art history class at Bluffton University so she could finally match her dad in art analysis. I, on the other hand, know absolutely zilch about art except that I love watercolors and blown glass.Today we finally got to see TMA’s Glass Pavilion — in itself a work of art (http://www.toledomuseum.org/glass-pavilion). Wow.
A perfect weekend. Ordinarily, I’d start feeling sad about now but not today. Because 30 years ago, I was anticipating the best wedding I’ve ever attended.