OK enough with the rain already.  Luckily we did manage to get the lawn mowed Sunday, which was good.  The bad news is we just mowed it Friday.  Yes, it needs mowed every other day or you’re in for a big clumpy mess.  Thanks for that Ryan’s;  What did you put down anyway, 50 lbs. of straight nitrogen?  I guess we’re supposed to feel like we’re getting our moneys worth this way.  Oh well, at least it’s green and growing I guess.

I kicked the weekend off on Friday at, believe it or not, the Brooksider.  I met up with one of my old high school buddies, Mike, who I hadn’t seen in…  Oh, let’s just say a long time.  We got at least partially caught up with each other.  Hard to cover two decades in an hour and a half, but we hit the highlights.  (I only have like three, so mine don’t take long.)  After that I headed over to John & Susan’s house, where I found Donette hanging out in the back yard with Susan enjoying the warm weather.  I joined them for a bit, then headed home and watched the Royals.

Saturday was a longggg day for old man Phil.  Donette abandoned me around noon to go to a “Mother-Daughter Tea” out in Grandview with my Mom, sisters, nieces and her Mom.  While they were out sipping their Earl Grey, that left me at home with my two nephews.  All alone, with Gabe as my only means of backup.  (I tried to convince them that he would eat them if they misbehaved, but he didn’t look very menacing asleep on the couch.  They never bought that threat.)  Ahhhh, it wasn’t too bad.  We played Rock Band the entire afternoon.  On the downside, the only song they seemed to enjoy was “Eye of the Tiger.”  I don’t think it would be a stretch to guess we played that horrible song fifteen times.  And it was probably my least favorite song on the entire game before that.  Around 2:30 we went and picked up Donette and headed to the Royal’s game.  We wanted to get there nice and early to get our super-duper jerseys.  We stood in line a bit, but it wasn’t bad, and we all got our jerseys.  On the downside, we had three hours to kill before the game.  I can now say I have thoroughly toured the inside of the new stadium.  The boys did score Coco Crisp’s autograph though, so that was cool.  And, the Royals lost the game in a convincing fashion, bringing my record of games attended to a perfect 0-4!!  We gave up on them after the 7th inning.  The boys wanted to stick around and hunt more autographs but ol’ Uncle Phil was done for the day.  We topped off their day of excitement with a cool encounter with the Peculiar police department on the way home.  Lights, sirens, and everything!!!  They seemed to enjoy that almost as much as the game.  I’m here for your entertainment boys.  Gimme eighty bucks.

Sunday we kind of sat around and waited for the devastating storms all day.  What happened with that?  Oh well, I’m glad they didn’t materialize.  As mentioned, we did get the lawn mowed, and we also took Gabe for a short bike ride.  He does very well, managing a solid 5 mile per hour trot beside Donette.  Might have to make a habit of that.  We watched the Royals lose again, then settled in for a night of old movies.  Can’t think that we’ve ever done that, and I’m not sure what prompted it that night either.  Boredom I suppose.  We watched Big Jake, and then Vera Cruz, neither of which I’d ever sat through end-to-end.  Pretty solid offerings I guess;  I stayed awake through both of them anyway.