Here, take it! Or how the weekend went...

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So I dropped R, his mother, and the children off at the airport Saturday morning. Since the airport is near where I do volunteer work, I stopped in at the cat rescue to help set up. Shortly after we were done, I get a call from R's mother, "did I notice she forgot something?" Nope, I did not look in the car after they left. Well. She had made a cake to take down south, and had forgotten it. She told me to take it home, enjoy it, sen the rest home with R on Monday. Instead, I took the cake inside and shared it with the other volunteers. Well, half of it. I took the rest home to give to R. Saturday down in LA, R took Dearra to meet her online friend that she had been talking with for several years. Dearra was VERY insistent (if he backs out, I will CUT him). Anyway, they met and had a great time. She was so happy. Meanwhile, at my house, I experimented with making fried chicken with a gluten free coating. I got it to where it tasted pretty good, but I still have to figure out how to make the coating actually STICK all over, like the Colonel. lol Tony and I were lazy bums after dinner and watched TV. Sunday morning, I woke up too early, and he insisted I go back to bed. I didn't think I would be able to sleep, and next thing I knew it was noon. So much for getting things done. We spent the rest of the day watching basketball and a Perry Mason Marathon. Somewhere in there R texted me that they were at Descanso Gardens, one of my very favorite places in LA. (unfair lol) Monday was the mixup with the clothing that I wrote about earlier, and then the wedding. All the Schumichens were there, all R's nieces, including the two with children and their husband's. The oldest niece has 4 children, all under the age of 5. 2 little girls and twin boys. Her sister has a boy and a girl. During the ceremony, one of the babies started fussing, and the older niece handed him to Dearra, because his brother was fussing too. Dearra's holding this baby thinking, "what the heck do I do with this", when her other cousin says, "here, like this". Awkward. After the ceremony, and before they brought out the food, they had to leave to make their plane. They got to the airport and barely got some food and were the last people on the plane. I showed up at the new terminal in Sac, my first time, hit the bathroom, checked the monitor, and it said "arrived". So I positioned myself at the bottom of the staircase, and looked for Cary's red shoes. Naturally, I knew he would push his way in front. Didn't see the shoes, saw his red bag. And he was literally half the length of the escalator in front. He waved, then the others waved. The girls were still in their party clothes. So we walked out and drove back. R mentioned that nobody asked about me. Hm, nice. I think. He assumed it was awkward, but really, did he have to say that? Oh well. Got the kids home, gave him his cake, saw him off, and couldn't sleep. So that was my lazy weekend and their weekend too. After I post this, I will remember that I meant to say something else too. Oh well.