The party

I've been Mr. Putoffski these last few weeks but only on posting. Actually I post, its the part of adding it to the blog that puts me off.
Last I posted was the triple play birthdays, which went off without a hitch. I kept my eye on my Pops knowing any second he would run into a rant about something but he didn't. Maybe her grew up?
Jacks was here with Lori by one hand and Kyle in his other arm, they both know how to work him. He is going to make a great dad some day.
Camen did her baby stealing act this morning. I just so happened to watch her as she decided to grab one of the twins and slide him into the bed with her. I swear she thinks they are her walking/talking dolls. My G talked to Julie about it then she sat Miss Camen down and they had a good long chat. Yeah right G, lets see how long that chat will stick in her head. She loves the attention she gets nabbing the runts. Kyle just shakes his curly head at all of us and says “If dat was me I would be in dat corner dere on the button”. What he means is, Julie sticks a button on the wall and says for him to put his button nose on it and be still. It never lasts more than five minutes but I tell you he doesn't do it again.
Kyle to me is a riot, he makes me think of Jacks and Luke rolled up into one. G says she sees me because he is so stubborn. Bah, me stubborn?
Mom, Luke and myself cooked the lunch for Saturday as G and PG sat and enjoyed themselves with family. We had people from church stopping in and of course the little girls on PG softball teams he loves to watch to pop in, giggling and cooing over the twins. Its good to know you are loved and thought of on your special day.
That night we three brothers sat down on the deck and relaxed a bit. Some curly head brat would bobble out every once in a while but Julie would race and snatch them up so we might be able to catch up in peace. Its not like nearly every day we don't speak or e-mail one another. I guess “in the flesh” kind of conversations are better. Some days I think how I would love to go back a good ten years and start all over and redo some of the crazy antics. Maybe appreciate the times we spent together a little more, instead of feeling like one was a brat or the other bossy.
Luke started the fire in the pit on the deck which not only called every moth on the planet but the youngsters too. We sat out wrapped in blankets watching the flames crackle and pop. While Jacks would run from Kyle to Camen blowing out their flaming marshmallows. Lori would be the graham musher if you desired a Smore.
I looked over and poor PG with his head cranked to the side just about to drop off to sleep. It was very relaxing out there and the guy is about to turn 80 so he has every right to nod off. I love that old guy.

Pre party

Tomorrow is going to be a fun day for the family, how ever it works out my grandparents have a similar birthday month. So instead of celebrating them one at a time we join them together. Lori has one pretty close to my G so she opted to have her birthday this weekend also, not that we don't do some tiny celebrating on the actual day. See, my sister is no dummy, she gets two birthdays this way.
Luke and his monster crew are here already, Kyle and Camen are running around the house and the twins are scrubbing their belly's on the floor sort of like little slugs with the drool trials.
Kyle is into pirate mode right now he talks like a pirate and makes you walk the plank. Poor Camen she just doesn't get it and bobbles all over the “plank” and it aggravates him. “Nooooo little sissy, its like diss!” and he does some little march and then pretends to go off into the brink. PG and I are making him a treasure chest for Easter with “treasures” inside for the both of them. Jacks is coming down on Saturday, he will be with them on the holiday so he will add a few items in it and give it away then.
I kind of miss Jacks a little bit, hes having a terrible time at his job, not that he cant do it. Back in July of last year a guy that works with them blew a gasket because Jacks basically walked in off the street and adapted to the position they gave him so well they promoted him. He has a really nice office on the 6th floor, with a pretty good view. A big desk for him to draw to his hearts content, which he does. Hes had plenty of compliments from the people he works with about his abilities and was progressing along. Although the guy was intimidated with him jumping up the ladder so quickly and reminded their boss, he was at the time, was only a temp.
Now hes no longer a temp and working his way back up once more, although maybe as a test, they paired him up with the jerk that squealed on him. From what I understand the man is a total ass and is willing to find any mistakes and blame them on Jacks, so he is on his Ps and Qs until the project is done.
Speaking of asses Pops will be of course here, matter of fact hes been home for nearly 2 months now without any real incident. I have a feeling hes waiting for this weekend to throw a good one. Because he keeps asking whomever will listen if Jacks is coming down as well. If anything I will be popping some popcorn to watch the action.
This year the weather has started off really odd, we actually had some snow, I think the last time that happened it was over a decade ago. Oh, we have the occasional sleet warning and may be frost or icing on bridges but never snow. This whole week has been nothing but rain, warm weather but rain. Which as kicked in colds, G has the sniffles and ear ache and now my left tonsil is aching and my throat hurts when I swallow. That's all we need is a group together and few of them sick.
I have to remember to set the clocks forward too!