Andie's parents came to visit from Dallas on Thursday night to help with our garage sale on Saturday morning. Our subdivision has one or two neighborhood garage sales a year and we took full advantage of this one. We have been setting up for this one since February, and needless to say we had a lot of crap. Friday was spent setting up for the sale and I actually got out of the house by myself and hung out with some friends. My friend Paul was getting married on Saturday so he had a "bachelor" party in the loosest sense of the word. We all got together at some shiny shirt bar and played pool. It was fun but I got back at about 2am.
I woke up at about 7 the next morning to set up for the sale. I think it went well. I can't believe the stuff other people will buy. Here are some pictures.
So after lunch my father-in-law and I dumped the stuff that didn't sell off at the Salvation Army and we got ready for the wedding. As always Andie's had every minute of our time used so before the wedding we had to go to get her soccer pictures taken with her team. From there we went to the wedding. It was at this place called Star Hill Ranch about 45 minutes south of us. It was set up like an old west town with separate bride and groom houses and a great view of the Hill country. Pictures for proof:
It was nice and we had a great time. I had fun hanging out with my friends and getting to be with Andie without the kids. After we ate and were waiting for the cake she told me she thought she was having contractions but no big deal. She said she wanted to wait for the cake, at least she has her priorities straight, eh? Well, on the drive back we were both saying how exhausted we were and how we couldn't wait to go to bed. When we got back we found that her mom cleaned the whole house and I was laying down with the boys to go to sleep. That is when she said very quietly, "I think we should go to the hospital." Well we packed up, I think I fell asleep twice while driving, and we made it to the hospital at about 10:45 that night.
After some test, walking around a mostly closed hospital for an hour and scoping out our recovery room, they told us she was having contractions but they weren't doing anything. We could wait around to see if something will happen or go home. It was almost 2:30 and I had fallen asleep in the most uncomfortable chair ever created. We were going home. They basically said "see you tomorrow" and we left. Well, it has been almost a week now and Ryan is no closer to coming out. She has had no more major contractions and if he is not ready by April 22nd, they are yanking him out. I am betting on this weekend. Anyway, no you know why the posts have been so light, I think I have just caught up on my sleep.
Jason
