Saturday, June 26, 2010
Travellin' man
I've been visiting my brother in Colorado this week.
It's always nice to spend time with him and his family. He's a considerate and generous host (I belong to the "skipped sibling" group in that situation).
I arrived on monday afternoon and we spent the afternoon and evening shooting the shit and relaxing.
Tuesday we took care of a few chores and then a couple of my other siblings arrived and it got much louder (these two make me look like a monk who's taken a vow of silence).
Wednesday we did some more chores and then drove down to Littleton, about 40 miles of bad traffic from Longmont, to partake in a short wedding rehearsal and a longer rehearsal dinner. We got back to my brother's house at about 10:00 PM and there were more siblings and in-laws there. Everybody else sat around yakking for a while but I was feeling out of sorts and decided to go to bed. About fifteen minutes after I got in bed I was offering obeisance to the circular file and then the porcelain god. First time I've puked since my thirties, but my belly was trying to make up for lost time. Food poisoning, for the second time, at a family wedding. Last time I wound up in the hospital--the night before my goddaughter's wedding--and missed everything. That was not an option this time as I was the photographer of record. Thank the universe for immodium and GatorAde.
The wedding was wonderful--two nice kids getting married, tons of screaming little ones, lots of nice adults, a notable absence of fuckheads and assholes. I was feeling pretty crappy but it all worked out. Lots of fun, some great photos and family time with everybody.
Yesterday was a 65th b'day party for my sister, Fran. That was majorly fun, too, as my sister Pat is the MC (Mistress of Ceremonies) and that girl likes to engineer the fun.
I woke up this morning feeling a bit better and spent a lot of the day burning a bunch of CD's and DVD's for all the sibs and other interested parties. Then I took a short ride up to Estes Park, looked at the mountains, watched a variety of ground squirrels and chipmunks scamperingf around--while thinking truly evil thoughts about them and their treerat brethren and came back to my brother's place. Another smaller gathering just got going here (only 25 people) and I gotta go mingle--more later...
The photos of the pre-wedding, wedding and post-wedding festivities were a hit with all parties concerned, which makes me very happy.
These family functions are always "pig out" events but, due to my recent technicolor yawn experience I looked at each piece of food before I put it on my plate, thinking all the while, HWJFIHHTWTCBU? (How Would Jesus Feel If He Had To Watch This Come Back Up?)--rimshot! Hey, I'll be here all week, try the veal--but make damned sure it's been cooked to an internal temperature of 160 degrees, capice?
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Any idea what gave you the food poisoning? (Thank you for not calling it "stomach flu." There is no such thing. Influenza is a respiratory disease, not a gastric one.) Did anyone else get it? If it was wedding party food, I'd expect a mass outbreak. If it was just you, maybe it was a commercial food from on the road. Incubation period is usually not more than 24 hours from ingestion, though.
You're aware that the most common cause is e. coli bacteria, right? The bacteria that's in feces? Often, the human feces of a cook who did not wash his hands? So you've probably literally eaten someone's shit. Now you can see why people like to call it "stomach flu." Sounds better than "eating poo."
Anne Johnson:
Thanks for the kind words.
Bukko Canukko:
I'm still feeling pretty lousy but I keep hydrating and hoping this will run it's course without medical intervention. I'm pretty sure that what I got was from something that only I ate.
Never drink the water in Colorado.
Mack:
Water? Who said anything about drinking water? With 100 or so microbreweries and brewpubs stretched across the state there is no reason for anyone but children and sissies to drink water!
You mean there's beer in Colorado that's notzi made by Coors?*
*"The light beer with the Iron Cross ✠ in its heart.™"
Jim:
Thanks, I did have a great time, even though I was feeling under the weather for a few days. I have some issues with a few of my siblings, but none with any of their children--or the in-laws.
More chinese spam!
Glad to hear you had a good time in Colorado. I was there (outside Denver) for a long weekend at the end of May and it was in the 90s. The day before they'd had a foot of hail. Keep up the good fight against the squirrels. It's time for me to start trapping and dispatching them again.
Who knew that skwerlz were so neat-o? How could anybody hate them? Sure, you'll probably want to read about the one that the author startled and caused to run right into the path of an oncoming car's hubcap, but that's just you, isn't it?
Hi, Mutzali:
Always good to hear from you--and Bukko as well. It's now a simmering 90+ here in Oswego and someone was complaining about the heat this morning. I reminded them that we are compensated for enduring the heat, with yards of frosty coolness to shovel in winter months. Some folks just ain't happy unless they're unhappy.
Squirrels are rats with good PR.
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