A Not So Quiet Evening

Saturday night was insane. We planned for a quiet evening and ended up having a most interesting evening.
Sara and Rob stopped by to leave us a key to their apartment so we could feed the ferrets while they're gone. We were all talking outside and the fighter jets flew over to begin the weekend festivities. Wow. It was so loud!!! I guess we should have expected it...it happens every year. Our 60 year old neighbor came out to see what was going on and we ended up getting to know her a bit.
We then watched the parachuters jump out of their plane into the stadium. Very cool. (We can see so much from our apartment!) Just after the parachuters, our neighbor down the hall (moved in a couple months ago- we don't know them too well...not even names!) came out with his stop watch and asked for a ride to the ER. His wife was in labor a month early and they didn't want to wait any longer for her father to get there with his car. So, Steve took them (and the grandmother) to the ER. Well, because of the festivities all the roads around the ER entrance were blocked off so people wouldn't park there. They had a policeman escort them through to the ER!
Later that night...while we were all on the balcony upstairs waiting for the fireworks to start, there was a fight in the parking lot and the police were called. It was quite the night.

The Evil Bathtub

Apparently the bottom of the tub has taken to retaining soap or was just slimey today. I now have a bump on my shin that threatens to turn black soon. Guess we may have to clean it again...or maybe some of those silly no-slip shapes would do the trick. I'm not keen on falling in the shower again. Reminded me of those commercials for the devices you wear around your neck that you can use to alert someone when you've "fallen and can't get up". Maybe pregnant ladies should have them, too! (Documented fact: Pregnant women have a hard time adjusting to the dramatic change in center of gravity.)

Chasing an Invisible Moose

Okay, so there was a moose...at the beginning of our adventure. After that, just moose tracks. Sad. I had never seen a moose in real life before. And one moose so very far away hardly counted...so I spent the whole day holding everybody up and calling to the meeses under my breath. "Here, meeses...where are you?" Pretty silly...but I only said it out loud a few times. Too bad I failed to have my camera ready for the one time a moose came crashing through the bushes towards me while I was alone...oh wait, that was Steve making antlers with his fingers and grunting rather un-moose-like. It would have made for a great photo!