We made it to KC to see my family. Its always a madhouse as there are numerous things going on, but that keeps it all very interesting. Starting off with the least Christmas thing of all, Henry’s car.
Its looking good with the motor back in the engine bay. I’m not sure how he will see around the supercharger, but that is a problem for another day. Maybe it’ll get running in 2019!
Here is dad at Uncle Jerry’s annual holiday party. Like a fool, I never get enough photos, so this is all I have from that party. Part of it is that its full of catching up with family, I’m often too busy to take out my phone.
Back at my parents, they got Hannah a intro violin. She seemed excited to play it. Sonora showed her what its capable of, but I’m not expecting to see her playing in a band any time soon.
Mom is hanging out in the middle enjoying all of the happiness around us!
Here I am hanging out with Dad. I’m not sure if my double neck or my hair is worse… Maybe I should fix them both!
You often hear about mom’s secret recipe. Something about cooking with love, but your food never tastes the same. Turns out, i may have found that secret. See what seems out of place for yourself…
There is a Chiefs game today, so Dad and I dressed up in our jerseys to show our support. Mom also dressed up, but not for the Chiefs. We all have a good time with this!
Hannah likes the St.Louis Blues and wants to see them in person. So we got tickets so she could see a game in person. As an added bonus, my mom came in town with her. I wasn’t going to let mom miss a good time, so we had lots of parallel plans to keep us busy!
Hannah and Danelle
Left to Right: Danelle, Hannah, Laura Berlin
Danelle had some things to do, so we took a side trip to Grafton, IL twice. There was an event, something like Tugboat Days going on. So there was a river tug available for tours. We went up Saturday and found out the tickets had sold out. Not one to let something that get me down, we took a minor tour of Pere Marquette State Park and the fantastic views it offered.
It was decided that we would go back early Sunday morning and see the tug before mom went home. So the next day, we took the ferry out to look at the tug.
And because it was Sunday, we all got the tour. Here are some photos of a tugboat.
One of the twin 16 cylinder engines.
Twin generators always on for power.
A few spare parts.
From the pilot house looking back.
Looking from an upper deck down to the front
Wires used to tie the barges together.
Selfie of our group
The boat we’re about to tour
From the tour, it sounds like life as a deckhand is mostly about scraping paint and re-painting all day. Maybe I don’t want that job 🙂
Like any good fool, I often volunteer myself for work that I don’t have to do. In this case, my brother Hiatt was talking about his house needing to be painted. I suggested that he schedule it for Labor Day weekend so we had an extra day. He of course obliged and I was not going to paint for my holiday weekend. Anything for family and friends! Danelle and Corvin couldn’t make it due to Corvin’s soccer schedule (and we could have used her help!).
Of course if you’re getting help from me, I’m going to do things my way within reason. Here are some photos of the events.
We had a fun and hard weekend and got most of the house painted.
I’ve been to Mardi Gras too many times, and this is just one more. I’m the bridge between two groups that all come together to get drunk and walk the streets. This year, Hanna’s friend Jen came to join our crew. The first step is always getting in costume. After the pink suit I wore last year, most of the group wanted in. Cory came to the rescue getting us jump suits and iron on patches so we could become the Ghost Busters.
With costumes on, we went for lunch before heading out to the party. Its fun to go in costume and gets looks!
Once properly fed, we took the Metrolink down to the party. This gave us a chance to mingle and warm up to the party, and time to sober up on the way home. Here are a few photos from Mardi Gras itself. We got a lot of “Who ya gonna call” yelled to our group and requests for photos.
Towards the end of the evening after a few too many libations, Cory bet us he could walk right up on a stage and touch the balloons. We didn’t think he could/would.
He is in the orange jacket going up the stairs in the photo. Not only did he go up and touch the balloons, he got them to play the (our) theme song for the movie Ghostbusters!
It got dark and cold quickly and our group was loosing conscious thought quickly. A stop to the bathrooms, then we could leave.
Every year when I write up my thoughts and recap the event, I wonder why I do it. But every January, I start asking my group who is coming with me.