Kristie and I have finally settled on a date for the wedding. Well, actually it’s two dates -depending on what works best for our families. The odds on favorite right now is June 8 and 9. We called Sylvan Resort in Custer State Park in South Dakota to make reservations. Kristie’s father works for the park and we toured there last Easter. Once I saw that resort, I knew it was perfect. It is located way up in the hills. There is a deep lake surrounded by huge rock formations. It literally stopped me in my tracks when I first saw it. It’s the perfect place for us.
Now I just have to get to work on those vows!
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On Saturday evening several of our friends called inviting us out. We haven’t been out in months. But that would have meant leaving Koko home alone. Casey was out deer hunting (don’t worry - he didn’t get anything nor did anything get him!). So we decided to stay home and make it a family game night (Koko’s suggestion).
So we played Phase Ten, Boggle, Yahtzee, and Sequence for roughly four hours. It was a great time though I didn’t win one stinking game. I jumped out to a huge lead in Phase Ten only to fall aprt. Kristie is the queen of word games (she absolutely kills me at Scrabble. Do you know how hard that is for someone of my staggering intellect to take. One time she used all of her tiles and then got the 75 point bonus that goes along with it. If we hadn’t been playing with her grandmother’s collectors board, I would have smashed it to bits!), so I was lucky to beat Koko in Boggle.
By the end of the night Kristie and Koko were talking in cockney accents, just hamming it up. I cannot do an impression to save my soul, so I was stuck trying to decipher them and not lose too terribly. But it was good family time.
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Today I face a dilemma. One student has written quite a bit about alcohol. One of her/his in class essays centered around chugging a 40 ounce bottle of Budwieser as what he/she does best. So I reported it to the Student Assistant Team here and will meet with a counselor later today to decide what to do. I think the paper was almost a cry for help. Sometimes students will try to shock me with their experiences. But something in her/his essay had a pleading quality to it. I wish he/she could have experienced the joy Kristie, Koko, and I had playing games on Saturday night as a family. She needs to know that there are things worthier than getting hammered every weekend.
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