|Finn holding court poolside|
There were productive moments. I managed to spread 6 hours worth of house cleaning and yard work over three days, but it got done. The time it took me was irrelevant, though I think the first weed I pulled had grown back by the time I'd pulled the last one. The garage got converted from it's usual use as a place where things that aren't immediately needed get piled on top of one another, to a sleek game room featuring ping-pong and darts, and the back yard was transformed into something out of a Maxfield Parrish coffee table book, complete with hot chicks in short shorts and bikinis (they were Finn's friends, I had nothing to do with it).
Not only did I get some quality time with my baby boy, I also got some quality time with my baby sis Maggie who was in town for her birthday. Now that my 5'11" sister is 30 years old should I omit the "baby" and just call her "sister"? Nah!
All in all it was actually a pretty wholesome weekend considering. It probably would have made for some pretty crappy reality T.V. come to think of it. Perhaps the camera crews should have followed Erin around. God only knows what kind of twisted stuff she got into.
|What happens in Mos Eisley...|