Our weekend was
almost perfect. The house they rented
worked quite well and was comfortable.
The "event" at the boathouse was great. The weather was predicted to be perfect, but
it turned out interesting. Just as the family went out on the dock to put the
ashes in the river, a cold spitting rain started and the wind picked up. We just did our thing, and when we got back
on the apron of the boathouse, the sun came back out. It was still cooler than we'd hoped, but
nice. We got to take pictures of the
boat named for John (pictures are on facebook) and christen it with
champagne. The Rowing Club had put out
some delicious snacks. I made a few
remarks about John and how he felt about rowing. It was good to see some of the rowers I knew
and meet some I only knew by name. All
in all, it was about an hour, which was about right.
We got carry-out
pizza for our dinner Friday night, and carry out Chinese for our dinner
Saturday night, so not much work for anybody.
The only problem was about 2 a.m. this morning, when I woke up nauseated
and started vomiting. I spent most of
the rest of the night sitting in the bathroom and occasionally throwing
up. Nobody else was sick, so I guess not
food poisoning. But if it's a bug, I
undoubtedly will have passed it along to the rest of the family.
Sue and Margaret got
me back home first thing this morning, and I've slept on an off through the
day. I've only thrown up once since
then, so we'll see how it goes. I'm
certainly going to be staying at home all day tomorrow, too.
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