Friday, February 17, 2017
I managed to sleep a little on my flight to JFK. In the morning, I boarded my flight to Raleigh and arrived around 9:15. I got my rental at Alamo and drove south to Whispering Pines. The weather was great, sunny and mild and not cold at all. I used Waze to get there and had no problem finding Jill's, even though I had to take many isolated winding roads to get there. I arrived before noon. There's a party tonight at 6 but most of the prep work is done. Mom and I chatted in the living room and after lunch I took a nice long three-hour nap before finding Alex and Hayden home from school. They were excited about the weekend. I hung out in both their rooms and walked around the neighborhood with them. They have a great baseball field in their back yard. It's that big. Hayden reminds me of myself as a kid. He has lots of energy and he's really funny. He's much more social than I am, which is a good thing.
The kids hung out by the front door, waiting for guests to arrive.
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Alex and Hayden in Party mode, waiting for guests |
Leo and Louanne were the first to arrive after six. Leo, Dad, and two of Tom's friends played golf in the morning, Pinehurst No. 6 (Pinehurst has 9 courses). No. 2 is the most famous course, where they've played the U.S. Open. Dad and Sue arrived a little later (having trouble finding Jill's house because the development's so new it's not on many GPS systems). Lori and John, Jill's friends from Reno, arrived a little later. I hadn't seen them in years. It was great to catch up with them. Tom's family was there. His sister seems a little down. His two daughters Jordan and Shannon were there, and Colin's husband Colin, who's really fun and nice. Sadly, Shannon and Colin's dog passed away just a few days ago after eating a rope. Crazy.
By 8, everyone was at Jill's and the party was in full swing. It was great seeing everyone.
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Me and the bride, Jill |
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Mom |
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Getting ready for the party |
I stayed up until 11 or so, then shut things down in a hurry. I was hardly functioning that last hour. On to the wedding tomorrow.
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