Tuesday, May 22nd
Last Thursday Night Dinner
When we moved to San Antonio, we thought that we didn't know a soul, but gradually we began to make some connections, especially with some ACU alumni that had moved to the area. Chris and Amanda Lee, JC and Dabney Fletcher, Chris and Jenny Thompson, and Jeffrey and I (at Amanda's suggestion) began meeting weekly on Thursdays for dinner. We took turns hosting and making the entrees, and everyone else brought sides. It was such a wonderful time together with friends of the same mindset and faith.
Over the years, we sometimes invited new couples to join our little dinners, and the club got almost unwieldy in size and impractical financially for those who hosted often. Unfortunately, the last few months of our time in San Antonio, our dinner meetings had become more rare. We decided long before Jeffrey's and my moving date that we needed to reinstate the dinner for a send-off.
Amanda hosted, just like she did the first time, but this time she had a theme of "See you later, gator" for us.
Thursday, May 24th
Dental Graduation Party
On Thursday night my dental school class decided to throw a graduation party for ourselves. (Sometimes, if you want to party like it's 1999, you just have to do it yourself!) The party was a little fancy--downtown at the Frost Bank Building complete with 4 course dinner and dancing the night away. Of course, finding a formal gown for a girl who's pushing 6 months pregnant was no easy task. I went with basic black (it's slimming, after all) and just hoped nobody bumped my belly on the dance floor.
Proof positive that dentists know how to party. We're crazy, y'all. |
Some of my girls, plus Korbin in the background. Apparently the glow sticks had gone to his head. |
Jeffrey, Lauren, Baby Carter, and city lights. Nothing better! |
On Friday, Jeffrey's parents came to San Antonio, bringing with them a trailer, a Grandmother, a Tommy, and a Rebekah. Four out of the seven items above were helpful in the move--Darren, Melinda, Rebekah, and the trailer. Grandmother wasn't helpful in the move because no one would let her move anything (She's a grandmother and she's in her 80's. We wouldn't even have let her move pillows if she tried.) We didn't expect anything from Tom because last time we moved he managed to get one box up the stairs before he said, "Jeffrey, my heart's beeping too fast," and sat down, never to help us move again.
No matter, though. The Edwards spent the night with us on Friday and bought us a much needed dinner at Babe's Burgers, since by that time the only things left in our fridge were jelly for PB and J sandwiches and stains from too many spills of gatorade, spaghetti sauce, and whatever else you find when you clean out a fridge before a move.
Saturday, May 26th was planned very carefully. I knew it would be a busy day, but I thought I had it under control. Spoiler alert: I did NOT.
Tell you next time.
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