I ran out and bought a new camera yesterday morning, specifically for the Open House picnic we had last night. Just a simple point and shoot. Though I missed a lot of shots, I got about 50 of the friends, family, and the fun: go karts, the fireworks.
Knowing as much as I do about digital cameras, I thought, there was no need for me to, say, read the manual. I sat reviewing the photos last night, and went to delete one bad photo.
It was just this evening that I realized: I erased the entire memory card.
I was near-vomity until I did some research, and found software that will allow me to recover them. (Beware! Your photos are never really gone!) Until I manage to get said software, I'll give you an overview of the 4 days since Brian's been home.
Summarizing the weekend: It was good to get back to work today, so I could get some rest!
Brian had informed me that he'd be out on the town Friday night, but he was home by 6. "A few friends. In the garage, ok? Not a party or anything," he said. The more the merrier. A few more friends showed up. And bottles of Captain Morgan Private Stock Rum, and cases of beer appeared. And more friends.
When the personalized shot glasses showed up, I had had enough! I confiscated keys.
The neighbors showed up:
And you could multiply some variation of this photo by about 400,000 to hear the rest of the story for the evening.
We worked double-time, serving up brats and wings, and placing bottles of water strategically around the house. When it was time for me to go to bed, I pulled out pillows and blankets, hid the last bottle of rum, and went to sleep.
Ha! The boys informed me the next morning that they'd turned the house upside down looking for that bottle...and then, woozy from the previous night, told me "it was probably a good thing."
Chase Scott (www.myspace.com/chargerstackle74) stopped by for awhile, and treated us to some rap, while Tim dropped the beat. The video is dark, but the song is clear. Here's Chase, totally off the cuff:
So's you don't worry, excessive drinking hasn't really been that excessive.
Brian's more interested in his new wheels. He started ordering parts while he was in Iraq, and had them delivered here, where he'd ask me to send him photos, so he could dream about working on the car. He had the parts; he bought the car after he got home. He and Kyle spent a day putting on new exhaust systems, shocks, throttles, and I don't know what, while we cooked chicken on the grill.
Kyle & Lisa have two new Pomeranian Chihuahuas. Here's Lisa, with Bella and Butter, two of the cutest little doggies I've ever seen:
Here's Bella helping Kyle work on the car:
The Penny is no longer in the driveway.
There has been shopping, and cooking, and touring campus. Lunch at Papa Del's, and relaxing in lawn chairs on the driveway until the wee hours of the morning.
I think these guys are so far enjoying their time off.
I'll get back to you with those open house pix and stories, and I'll be on my way now...to read that camera manual.