On the 21st, Angel #1 headed back to life with the Marines. He's in California again for the time being. He let us know a couple days ago that he's being deployed in December. I'm not too thrilled about my baby going to Afghanistan, but he's excited about it, besides, going to dangerous places are what you do when you're a Marine. Worrying about your baby is what you do when you're a Marine's mom.
Rent-a-Grandmas son's wedding reception was on Saturday. It was a beautiful day and a wonderful time. Since we don't get to her area much anymore, it was great seeing some friends that we hadn't talked to in a while. It was also nice to see the whole Rent-a-Grandma extended family. Through the years, we've gotten to know her sister and her family as well as her sister-in-law and her family. Everyone's kids have grown so much over the years. Angel #4 made friends with one of the nephews daughters, which was pretty cool, especially since, through a series of events, Angel #4 is spending the night at the girls house in the south side of Chicago tonight. #4 was invited by the bride and groom to go back to Virginia with them for a while this summer, so they headed out this afternoon. We're not quite sure when she's coming back. They're driving out there, but she's going to have to fly home at the end of the visit. The deal is that she's going to earn the money to pay for her flight while she's out there. One of the ways is by helping the bride, who's from Thailand, on her English. She and #4 really hit it off last time they were together and so #4 is really looking forward to spending more time with her.
Because of her spur of the moment trip decision, she needed to do some speedy work at home before she left. We've moving out of our house on Thursday, so she needed to get everything in her room packed up and ready to move out before she could go. She managed to get it all done, with a little help from me. Now, if only I could find the magical moving fairy who would come overnight and pack all the rest of our stuff up for me, I'd be one happy camper. There just aren't enough hours in the day for all the stuff that needs doing. Today, I painted a couple bedroom floors at the new place, brought two loads of stuff over and spent about an hour working in the garden, which is being sadly neglected due to the gazillion other things that are more pressing than weedfree onions. Since we're remodeling the new house, I don't really have places to put our stuff when we move it over there, so we've just been piling things up in the grainery, but sooner or later (hopefully sooner) hubs will get my kitchen cabinets off the dining room floor and back on the wall so I can at least unpack my kitchen things.
Sigh, I need a couple clones.