A tale of rain, the Ox, a muskrat, and a good dream

I had a wonderful weekend. Of course it rained (thanks, God), but what are we to expect for Memorial Day weekend, right? My hubby's best friend and his wife came for a visit with their adorable three week old son. I got to hold him lots and feed him which made me oddly ooey gooey inside. The effect babies have on the world! Josh held him a little, too. :o) We exposed them to the glorious sandwich shop called the Staggering Ox. If you haven't had the pleasure, I highly suggest it. While watching the UW softball team on Friday night, my friend and I decided we had to find the headbands their stellar pitcher Danielle Lawrie wears. They are sparkly and awesome. Thankfully, we have an "in" and found out we needed to Google "dream and believe headbands." Yes, folks, they are that powerful. Welp, now I'm hooked, and I am trying to get them sold at the cheer gym I work at. We'll be purchasing them in the colors of black, orange and blue, with a little zebra on the side, of course! A few other highlights of the way-too-rainy weekend? A fondue dinner of chicken, beef, broccoli, mushrooms in broth. Might I mention this is the FIRST time I've used my fondue pot since we got it as a wedding gift almost three years ago!? SAD. We dragged ourselves out to my parents' lake house after church on Sunday, and my hubby, his cousin, and my brother tried to take out a pesky muskrat almost the whole time. (There were intermissions of some video game - I think it is called Borderlands? Badlands? Something like that.) Thankfully, they did not succeed. Those buggers are fast! Monday evening was filled with a family get-together for my maternal grandmother's 75th birthday. I am trying to comprehend what 75 years of life is like. I can't quite wrap my brain around it yet. Oh, did I mention Chicago is beating Philly in the Stanly Cup Series two games to none? GO BLACKHAWKS. To top off my Mem Day Ten? A dream with my dad in it that I actually remembered (thanks, God).