|my mother, my martini...|
me, at my son's apartment (he made me feel very very welcome, and not at all like I was turning his world upside down!), while she had an hospitality apartment in the Complex, the same size as the one she was moving into, (a few floors down) which helped her decide where she wanted her furniture placed and most importantly where she wanted her wall of bookcases built by T and youngest son.
|even if the talk turned serious.|
It would seem that we got out of Santa Fe just in time as the day after we left there was a broken water main shutting down all the water, and when it came back on creating a big mess. Poor T.
We celebrated his arrival and all of us went out to dinner. I indulged in a "dirty martini" a new favorite! (it was coveted by many...)
|happy as long as he's not in a high chair!|
|it's in the genes?|
He and Gabriel had a great time together and I couldn't help but notice they shared the same concentration skills!
|"you deserve a break today" - NOT|
Disappointingly the moving company wasn't unpacking the stuff for my mom, nor were they taking away the packaging, meaning there was a veritable mountain of boxes and paper we had to break down and cart 6 floors downstairs to dispose of.
|so many boxes, so little time|
Our objective was to get every box unpacked and everything placed (on the new bookcases and shelves specially built) and in all the closets in four days, so we could take a break and leave my mother on her own (with 2 grandsons as back up).
There were a few potential problems in the idea, but after all the intensity of the move within the short space of time we knew we'd all need some breathing room!
T is the "baby" of his family, with five brothers and sisters.
We even had a few of the nieces stop by. (tho not all as there are 25 offspring of the brothers and sisters, including our own three! I can't even tell you how many children- or children's children- all the nieces and nephews have but it's a pretty big family!!)
|guys bein' guys|
on the drive back to Chicago, we stopped by, to visit T's cousins in Kalamazoo. (we only got to see one of them, but the quick visit was worth the stop).
We returned spiritually refreshed, if a bit road tired, to Chicago.
The bookcases built by T and youngest son turned out fantastic and won kudus from everyone, including many of mom's new neighbors! (As they built them in an apartment, they made them specially with no nails in the walls! They are perfectly fitted and held in place by one shim. The finishing trim is glued in place. I was VERY impressed.)
My mother was very happy.
|my sweetheart granddaughter and her S.O.|
We planned and executed a great party in the private dining room of Lincolnwood's excellent facilities available for the residents. As it was close enough to baby grandson's 3rd birthday, we celebrated a little "un-birthday" for him as well!
All in all a brilliant family party and a lovely way to wrap up our visit.