(photo courtesy of www.moviescreenshots.blogspot.com)I didn’t blog for an entire week. Knowing that Mrs. RWP and I were going to be taking a little trip to Alabama to visit our daughter’s family, I very shrewdly prepared posts in advance for December 29, 30, and 31 before we left. Fooled ya!
We had intended to return on Wednesday to avoid the phenomenon known as traffic-on-the-interstate-on-New-Year’s-Eve, but on Monday afternoon I suggested to Mrs. RWP that we stay until Thursday so that our daughter and her husband could “go out and do something” on New Year’s Eve and we could stay with the grandchildren. Hardly had these words made it out of my mouth when our son-in-law telephoned with some unexpected, exciting news. A local radio station had called to inform him that he had won two free tickets to the Alabama Symphony Orchestra’s New Year’s Eve concert at the Alabama Theater, complete with holiday masks, a champagne toast, and a balloon drop! Even better, he had been chosen as the V.I.P. winner from among the twelve winners of tickets and was also being given a one-night’s stay for two in a king-sized room at the Tutwiler Hotel in downtown Birmingham!
So while the children’s mommy and daddy whisked themselves away for an evening of adult-style fun and games, here is how Mrs. RWP and I spent New Year’s Eve:
5:30-6:00 p.m. - Pizza for the boys, leftover tortellini for us.
6:00-7:00 p.m. - Played Yahtzee.
7:00-8:00 p.m. - Played Sorry!
The original plan, drawn up by the boys, also called for playing Clue! and playing Checkers (no exclamation point required), but as often happens, the plans changed. We tore ourselves away from the board games and the evening continued:
8:00-9:30 p.m. - Watched reruns of America's Funniest Videos until I could stand it no longer.
9:30-11:00 p.m. - Watched DVD of Kung-Fu Panda.
11:00-???? - Watched unidentified motorcycle daredevil leap onto and off a ten-story building in Las Vegas; watched big crystal ball drop in New York’s Times Square; watched former president Bill Clinton kiss Hillary Clinton in Times Square; watched Hillary Clinton kiss Mayor Bloomberg in Times Square; watched various and sundry anonymous couples kiss in Times Square; watched motorcycle daredevil Robbie Knievel (son of Evel Knievel) jump over a volcano at the Mirage hotel in Las Vegas. Yes, you read that right. A volcano.
And then it was bedtime for all.
But life did not return to normal. After we returned home Thursday afternoon fully intending to resume blogging, our computer decided not to grant us access to the Internet, and it stayed obstinate until earlier today, when our son drove over, figured out why, and told it to cut out the funny business.
So, regarding the Rhymeswithplagues, as that little girl up there said in Poltergeist II, and I quote, “They’re back!”
And you didn’t even know they had gone!
(Photo by Sam Morris)You were expecting maybe Mount Vesuvius?
