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Tuesday, June 03, 2008

I'm still exhausted (Am I getting old?)

This was a HUGE weekend.

It started with a visit from our wonderful friends from California - "Dr. Gail" a dear friend whom we first met in Baltimore who was here with her son, Lucho, for the 20th Anniversary of her graduation from Princeton. I can hardly believe she was a brand new, first year medical (MD/MPH) student/intern at Johns Hopkins when I first met her. They arrived late Thursday night and it was a joyful, if not very sleepy, reunion.

The w/e continued with the ballgame at the Newark Bears Stadium on Friday night, which brought us home around midnight.

Early Saturday morning, Gail and Lucho left for the festivities at Princeton while Ms. Conroy and I left to pick up Mackie and Abby so their parents could have a party in their new home.

On Sunday, there was the 8 and 10 AM Eucharist, a special event for the nine young people who were to be confirmed at 3 PM that same day at the Cathedral of Trinity and St. Philip in Newark. In between, we (foolishly?) took the kiddos to breakfast at Angie's, our very favorite diner in town.

It was, as you can see from the pictures, constant motion.

Pancakes were eaten. Juice was consumed. No one was hurt.

Mackie and Abby left Sunday afternoon.

Gail and Lucho left after lunch this afternoon.

I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED every minute of this w/e.

And, it's Tuesday and I'm still exhausted.

Oh, dear. Am I getting old?

On one level, we all are, aren't we? I mean, every day, it's inescapable, isn't it? We're all getting old.

They say that youth is wasted on the young.

I say, energy is wasted on the young.


emmy said...

Mucho Lucho!!

JimMollo said...

You are soooo NOT old. Do I have to remind you what we did this weekend? You threw out a pitch for a baseball game for crying out loud! We chased around MUCHOOOOO LUCHHHHOOOOO and Miss Olivia and 25 other kids at the baseball game and then at Church two days later. We have as much energy as them! Don't kid yourself.... they keep us very very young.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Okay. You're both right.

And, I'm still exhausted.

And, there's mass at 7 AM tomorrow morning.

It just never seems to end.

emmy said...

And, you forgot the part where you whipped up some amazingly delicious mac and cheese and tomato soup for your staff somewhere in between all those cute little people crying, "Nana!!" It's like you're Super Rector.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Oh, yeah. I was so tried, I forgot about that.

David said...

you're not 'tired'
you're ALIVE
not really exhausted exhusted
but unconditionally, endlessly BLESSED
that's why Scripture says 'trust in the Lord'
and David says 'Just do your best'

blessedly alive
alive and blessing-
a pretty accurate description of you dear Elizabeth
as we say in French, all the rest is just the proof of a life well lived