Ah... Lover Boy and those irrepressible images of Chris Farley dancing his heart out.
But, alas, that is unrelated to my post other than to provide an apt title.
Allie and I had a very busy weekend all around. Allie worked a little later than usual on Friday night, so we went out for a nice dinner followed by a little shopping for the baby. We arrived home at about 9:30pm only to find that the power was out in our entire neighborhood due to several severe storms earlier in the day. With no electricity to provide us with entertainment, we went to bed early hoping to wake up to the flashing red LEDs of an unset clock.
That never happened, at least not during the night. We each woke up several times to the sounds of work crews out and about trying to fix the problem, but the electricity remained off.
On Saturday morning, I went into a recording studio with our church's worship director to work on tracks for his upcoming CD. Allie stayed at home, powerless, until about 2:15 in the afternoon. I finished up around 9pm after a full day in the studio and headed home. I know that doesn't sound like much, but neither the power outage nor the studio work should have lasted more than a few hours, and they felt like they consumed the whole day.
If Friday and Saturday were busy, then Sunday was a complete blur. After church we hurried out to a bridal shop to get Allie fitted for a bridesmaids dress for a wedding in October. We rushed home, changed, and headed to Winnetka for Libby's (the 5-year-old Allie takes care of) ballet recital. As soon as that let out, we drove further south to babysit three young boys for one of Allie's work friends. All of this went better than anticipated, but we were worn out by the end of it.
I'll include one picture from the ballet of which I am particularly proud. Great job, Libby!