September 07, 2004

Saturday, August 28th, Part 1

Even though I had set my alarm for 8 am, I woke up at 6:30, unable to sleep in. Would I be able to function on 4 hours of sleep, I wondered? I consoled myself with the idea that adrenaline would be my ally, pushing me through the weekend.

No one, and I mean no one, was awake where I'm staying, and I knew they probably wouldn't be for a couple of hours at least. So I headed over to the building where my parents were staying.

One way I could tell this weekend was different from other wedding weekends? I walked into the upstairs kitchen of the building where much of our immediate family was staying and find my uncle, wearing only his pajama bottoms, chatting with my grandmother and one of L's parents' good family friends over coffee. That definitely wouldn't have happened at the Holiday Inn.

Slowly, people began to wake up and I started to hear more activity on the walkie talkies. Breakfast was served.

The forecast for the day was gloomy with rain expected off and on throughout the day. That meant no beach time - at least none for the sane - and no tower climb. Two big camp activities were out of the question. With the skies turning darker, it looked like the day would be spent like so many Jewish celebrations: we'd just have to bide our time until the next big meal.

But we caught a break in the afternoon as the weather held off for our giant mushball game. Not softball, which would have required gloves for the twenty or so players per team, but mushball, a Chicago-style game with an oversized softball easy enough to catch that no one needs a glove. We divided into teams - my friends and family versus L's friends and family - and began a fun, but highly competetive game. So competetive, in fact, that in his first at bat my six-year-old cousin was thrown out at first by L's brother in-law.

After the game, during what I had dubbed our "rest period," the rain really began to come down. Thankfully, people were content to relax inside. The day was far from over as the rehearsal dinner was about to begin.

To be continued...

Posted by The Groom at September 7, 2004 01:15 PM
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Just for the record... some of us, led by A, spent "rest period" tubing on the lake. (Was it raining? We didn't notice.)

Posted by: L's FIL at September 8, 2004 04:47 PM