Labor Day Weekend

I have felt the need to post about this weekend for a while now. There are no pictures, but a story to be told. Labor Day weekend has a great significances to my family and I. This year it marks 24 years that we have lived in Arizona. It was on this day that we waited for the truck to arrive with all our things. We as a family made the long drive from Lincoln, Nebraska and my uncle Chuck drove the truck however the truck broke down. So, my dad dropped us off at our new home and went to fix the truck. We on the other hand went swimming and roamed our new home. It was a very long day, but one that we will never forget. This day also marks 14 years since we sold the house on Calle Casquilla. We had many open houses to try and sell the house and each time, mom and dad would give me 4 dollars to take the kids to McDonalds to get ice cream and give me dad's pager so we would know when we could come home. On this day I didn't want to go to McDonalds AGAIN, so we stayed home. No wonder I do not like that place to this day. We sat around the house all day and no one came. Then in the afternoon this family came to look at the house. They walked around that house so many times, I don't think they missed a square inch of it. After a couple of hours they kept saying "we are going to buy this house" over and over again. They finally left and a couple of hours they called with an offer and moved in a month later. They still live on Calle Casquilla. I have to admit there are days that I miss that house, it was filled with great memories. It was the house Santa came to, literally, it was the house that I had my first own bedroom, it also had a great backyard.
This year I came home to spend time with the family. It was been a great weekend. On Sunday night we went for our normal walk around the block. First we ran into a tarantula, then further down the street dad had the dog, minding his own business when we heard a very loud rattle!! Right next to him was a rattlesnake who wanted us to stay out of his way. Today we went bowling as a family. I told Patrick that he had to bowl one game left handed so I could have a chance at least that is what I thought. I lost by one point! That's right 1 point. It was a very good game so I have to give him credit for that. Tomorrow I get to visit my favorite dentist (my dad)and then its back to work. Here is to Labor Day Weekend. One that will always mean something to the Corning family. I hope that everyone has had a great weekend as well.