It’s been an interesting weekend. Starting on with Friday Punxsutawney Phil predicting another six weeks of nasty weather. To think we had a party in his honor. Someone should be seriously looking at eating that nasty rodent.

Who could believe this sweet little rodent would wish another six weeks of nasty weather on us.
Water polo tournament season has started. Molly’s first tournament was this weekend down at Purdue. Also, we also planned Lise’s Groundhog’s Day party for Sunday. We went down Friday night so we could catch the Saturday games, and then hightailed it home Saturday evening to get ready for the party. Just missing snowstorms along the way. A quick trip made possible by Ike’s Autobahn. That nice Interstate Highway System that brings you crunchy strawberries in February.

This was a perfect pass to the hole set, who immediately flipped the ball in for a goal. The goalie never had a chance. Players from another team sitting behind me just said, “sweet.”
Then there was the Groundhog’s Day Party, the gala event of the year. Attendance was down a bit due to weather conditions but still a good group. This event started as a party for the parents of Molly’s friends and all their various progeny. The basement would be set up to entertain the hordes of underage drinkers. Now, 15 years later, those kids are all of legal drinking age and still attending. Three came to this party even though Molly wasn’t here. I am really enjoying their metamorphosis into adulthood and their new adventures. Rachael spent time studying in South Africa. Lindsay’s gearing up for an internship in Ireland. Ian literally just got back from Uganda and South Sudan where he was interviewing war lords and gun runners. Wow. I’m sitting here whining that it’s too cold to play in the workshop. I may need to sign up to ride shotgun for him if he goes again.