Weblog 299
November 6th, 2011~ 12:30 am
On Saturday evening, my sister Kathy and husband Bob celebrated 50 years of marriage. Wow. What a landmark. They're best friends, too... and just two of the NICEST people you could ever meet.
As their treat, and to gather us all together for a lovely evening, we enjoyed an all expense paid dinner (kids included) at the grand old lady of Pittsburgh restaurants-- the 'LeMont'. It sits right atop Mt. Washington along Grandview avenue and overlooks the city. Here's Kath and Bob, with grandsons Jonathan and Jason looking on, as the happy couple open their anniversary gifts.
Still lookin' good, still best friends, and with quite a passel of offspring from their three sons, all of whom were born one year apart.
Kay and Bill were treated to an evening of 'SUPER fine dining', and Bill and Kay sat right at the floor-to-ceiling windows, mighty impressed with the whole thing. Here's Bill....
pretty much dazzled by the view (and the fact that Pitt was playing in the stadium right across the river.)
We enjoyed watching a ferry boat resplendent in lights, carrying folks from Station Square over to the game on the North Side as well as other boats in the river entertainment fleet. (And there were little boats with blue lights on 'em, which I told Bill were the River Patrol: the police on the water. He was very impressed with that. Kept saying, "River Patrol, River Patrol"....like he was savoring a fine sip of cognac, and I don't even know if that's what they were. LOL!!! But it sure peaked his interest.) Kay was a bit leary of the glass windows, wondering if they opened or not, asking me how safe were we sitting there like that.
But she was a winsome dreamboat to look at, that's for sure. Mostly, Kay LOVED the fancy bathroom, and made 3 trips just to hear her heels click on the marble floors, and adored the rococo look of the gilded mirrors and sink fixtures. She told me when I first took her back there, that she could "LIVE IN HERE, gram! I love it!" I think she felt like a princess. And.....
I think my daughter Holly looked unbelievably beautiful in her 'Louise Brooks' hairdo...there's my girls, side by side at a posh place with all the grand folks. (You won't believe it, but sitting at the table next to ours was none other than...... RUSH LIMBAUGH.... my rank nemesis!! And around the same table were Al Michaels and Bob Costas and Michele Tafoya, NBC's sideline reporter for Sunday Night Football. (Yep. I had to look that up. I was curious about the identity of the one woman at that table.) Holy crap! I'm sure they were in town to check out the Ravens/Steelers game Sunday evening, and I have to say that Limbaugh looks younger - and thinner in person. (Dang. He's SUCH a blowhard chowderhead, I was hoping he'd look as fat and ready to blow a gasket as he's looked all these years, seen through the eyes of the media.) In fact, if you check out my 'Bitch Blog', you'll find an older entry I did on the conservative windbag entitled.... "He's BAAAAACK!")
But life is full of surprises, I guess.... but why oh why does my one celebrity sighting have to be THAT guy??? LOL!!
Our own family celebrities were present, however... and they're the ones I was interested in. Here's son-in-law Gary, his cast removed from his right arm, recovering well and looking quite handsome ... and HAPPY (as always. He's the sweetest guy.)
My brother-in-law Bob is quite a tall fella who still makes an impressive appearance, as do two of his three sons shown in the picture here-- Bob and Jim. (Wish I'd caught Mike as well. Then we'd have all three, tall Magi.)
I can't quite get it through my head that my NEPHEWS are in their 40's now. That's amazing to me. That streak of time just shot past us, barely stirring any wind at all. (Sadly, there are no pictures of me and Wayne. Drat! I completely forgot to have someone snap our picture, and I even mentioned it to Wayne before we left on Saturday evening.) Oh well... I know Bob and Kath took plenty of pictures too, so maybe they'll share some of them--- I'd like to remember this occasion, and actually SEE ME in it. LOL!! Last, but never least here's the lady I picked up at 6:00 pm-- Wayne beside me.
Yep. It's MUM...... at ninety one years.
And I (as driver of the pumpkin coach) drove her home as well and set her clocks back an hour. (Thank GOODNESS this is the weekend for it. A bit of extra time. The gift of another hour... I love the 'fall back' business.)
And the poor soul had to put up with me not having a CLUE which lane I was to be in while trying to get to the restaurant. Wayne remained very calm in the back seat and quietly said, "Kay. Just turn here and then turn around and come back." (I could SEE the damn place I wanted to be, but could not get to it. They've changed the traffic patterns since the last time I drove to Mt. Washington from my home, years ago.) We were only three minutes late but Mum was saying beside me, "This is a lot of RIGAMAROLE to get there, isn't it?" LOL!! "Yah, mom. I was in the wrong lane so we have to sit through these long stupid lights again," I said, sighing and rolling my eyes. I could almost hear Wayne snicker in the back seat. No doubt he was remembering my 'short cut' from when we drove to Chalk Hill just last week.
Instead of a slight delay at a light, I told him I was taking a 'short cut'..... which lasted 45 minutes.
Just like last weekend though, short cuts notwithstanding..... we had a delightful time. (Even with the creeping down pantyhose and the too-tight shoes.) I haven't worn a dress in years. I now know why. But.... it was worth it.
November 6th, 2011~ 8:00 pm
I'm not quite used to the missing hour yet. Here it is, 8 pm and I feel like I'm dragging butt. All I'm good for at this point is aimless browsing, but oh, man... I found a great link!
Someone took the time to come up with a theory of MOVIE POSTER INTERPRETATION, and they are absolutely right on the money! LOL!! Click on the old theater picture and you'll find a work of humorous genius.
It's wonderfully, hysterically true ...right down to the ground. Enjoy.
(Oh! And one other tidbit from last night's festivities that I forgot to mention earlier. Grandson Bill heard me order the Caesar Salad when our waiter came around, and Bill looked stricken. "Oh no, gram!" he said, "Don't order the seizure salad..." as though it'd be something like Mezcal with a dead worm in it, that'd soon have me twitching and kicking.) LOL!! What a kid.
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On Saturday evening, my sister Kathy and husband Bob celebrated 50 years of marriage. Wow. What a landmark. They're best friends, too... and just two of the NICEST people you could ever meet.
As their treat, and to gather us all together for a lovely evening, we enjoyed an all expense paid dinner (kids included) at the grand old lady of Pittsburgh restaurants-- the 'LeMont'. It sits right atop Mt. Washington along Grandview avenue and overlooks the city. Here's Kath and Bob, with grandsons Jonathan and Jason looking on, as the happy couple open their anniversary gifts.
Still lookin' good, still best friends, and with quite a passel of offspring from their three sons, all of whom were born one year apart.
Kay and Bill were treated to an evening of 'SUPER fine dining', and Bill and Kay sat right at the floor-to-ceiling windows, mighty impressed with the whole thing. Here's Bill....
pretty much dazzled by the view (and the fact that Pitt was playing in the stadium right across the river.)
We enjoyed watching a ferry boat resplendent in lights, carrying folks from Station Square over to the game on the North Side as well as other boats in the river entertainment fleet. (And there were little boats with blue lights on 'em, which I told Bill were the River Patrol: the police on the water. He was very impressed with that. Kept saying, "River Patrol, River Patrol"....like he was savoring a fine sip of cognac, and I don't even know if that's what they were. LOL!!! But it sure peaked his interest.) Kay was a bit leary of the glass windows, wondering if they opened or not, asking me how safe were we sitting there like that.
But she was a winsome dreamboat to look at, that's for sure. Mostly, Kay LOVED the fancy bathroom, and made 3 trips just to hear her heels click on the marble floors, and adored the rococo look of the gilded mirrors and sink fixtures. She told me when I first took her back there, that she could "LIVE IN HERE, gram! I love it!" I think she felt like a princess. And.....
I think my daughter Holly looked unbelievably beautiful in her 'Louise Brooks' hairdo...there's my girls, side by side at a posh place with all the grand folks. (You won't believe it, but sitting at the table next to ours was none other than...... RUSH LIMBAUGH.... my rank nemesis!! And around the same table were Al Michaels and Bob Costas and Michele Tafoya, NBC's sideline reporter for Sunday Night Football. (Yep. I had to look that up. I was curious about the identity of the one woman at that table.) Holy crap! I'm sure they were in town to check out the Ravens/Steelers game Sunday evening, and I have to say that Limbaugh looks younger - and thinner in person. (Dang. He's SUCH a blowhard chowderhead, I was hoping he'd look as fat and ready to blow a gasket as he's looked all these years, seen through the eyes of the media.) In fact, if you check out my 'Bitch Blog', you'll find an older entry I did on the conservative windbag entitled.... "He's BAAAAACK!")
But life is full of surprises, I guess.... but why oh why does my one celebrity sighting have to be THAT guy??? LOL!!
Our own family celebrities were present, however... and they're the ones I was interested in. Here's son-in-law Gary, his cast removed from his right arm, recovering well and looking quite handsome ... and HAPPY (as always. He's the sweetest guy.)
My brother-in-law Bob is quite a tall fella who still makes an impressive appearance, as do two of his three sons shown in the picture here-- Bob and Jim. (Wish I'd caught Mike as well. Then we'd have all three, tall Magi.)
I can't quite get it through my head that my NEPHEWS are in their 40's now. That's amazing to me. That streak of time just shot past us, barely stirring any wind at all. (Sadly, there are no pictures of me and Wayne. Drat! I completely forgot to have someone snap our picture, and I even mentioned it to Wayne before we left on Saturday evening.) Oh well... I know Bob and Kath took plenty of pictures too, so maybe they'll share some of them--- I'd like to remember this occasion, and actually SEE ME in it. LOL!! Last, but never least here's the lady I picked up at 6:00 pm-- Wayne beside me.
Yep. It's MUM...... at ninety one years.
And I (as driver of the pumpkin coach) drove her home as well and set her clocks back an hour. (Thank GOODNESS this is the weekend for it. A bit of extra time. The gift of another hour... I love the 'fall back' business.)
And the poor soul had to put up with me not having a CLUE which lane I was to be in while trying to get to the restaurant. Wayne remained very calm in the back seat and quietly said, "Kay. Just turn here and then turn around and come back." (I could SEE the damn place I wanted to be, but could not get to it. They've changed the traffic patterns since the last time I drove to Mt. Washington from my home, years ago.) We were only three minutes late but Mum was saying beside me, "This is a lot of RIGAMAROLE to get there, isn't it?" LOL!! "Yah, mom. I was in the wrong lane so we have to sit through these long stupid lights again," I said, sighing and rolling my eyes. I could almost hear Wayne snicker in the back seat. No doubt he was remembering my 'short cut' from when we drove to Chalk Hill just last week.
Instead of a slight delay at a light, I told him I was taking a 'short cut'..... which lasted 45 minutes.
Just like last weekend though, short cuts notwithstanding..... we had a delightful time. (Even with the creeping down pantyhose and the too-tight shoes.) I haven't worn a dress in years. I now know why. But.... it was worth it.
November 6th, 2011~ 8:00 pm
I'm not quite used to the missing hour yet. Here it is, 8 pm and I feel like I'm dragging butt. All I'm good for at this point is aimless browsing, but oh, man... I found a great link!
Someone took the time to come up with a theory of MOVIE POSTER INTERPRETATION, and they are absolutely right on the money! LOL!! Click on the old theater picture and you'll find a work of humorous genius.
It's wonderfully, hysterically true ...right down to the ground. Enjoy.
(Oh! And one other tidbit from last night's festivities that I forgot to mention earlier. Grandson Bill heard me order the Caesar Salad when our waiter came around, and Bill looked stricken. "Oh no, gram!" he said, "Don't order the seizure salad..." as though it'd be something like Mezcal with a dead worm in it, that'd soon have me twitching and kicking.) LOL!! What a kid.
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