Cathie's parents took the kids for the weekend, and we appreciated every minute of it! With a whole bunch of peripheral craziness going on with friends of ours, we'd been putting a lot of energy into everything but our relationship. This weekend gave us 3 days to accomplish nothing but spend time together and reconnect. It was great. We had a good balance of hanging out together and getting out of the house and doing some fun stuff with friends.

On Friday night, we had our big vision night for Project 311. We had about 50 people there to hear the vision of where we're going with this and gave them the opportunity to sign on as part of the team. After that, Cathie, myself, Ted, Brad and Will went out for dinner. We went to Gus O'Connor's in Novi. The atmosphere is great, just like an Irish pub, but the food blew. Will
has been to Ireland and made the mistake of thinking he was back there. The waitress was taking our drink order and Will ordered "a Pint." I looked at him strangely and asked "a pint of what?" to which he responded knowingly, "oh, they'll know." A second later the waitress looked strangely at him and asked him, "a pint of what?" Will had to explain that in Ireland, you just have to say "a pint" and they know you want a pint of Guinness. I kindly reminded Will that he's in Novi. I think he appreciated the feedback....and me laughing about it the rest of the night.

On Saturday, we slept in and went out to breakfast around noon. We started off by heading out for drinks at a resturant/gay-bar in Royal Oak called Pronto. Half of the place is a gay-bar, the other half is a resturant, and an apparent favorite in the Royal Oak gay-community. Our waiter was pretty flamboyent and pretty hilarious. When we walked in the door, I found the above sign to be pretty funny... "We may not be Irish, but we speak gaylic".

We went out to Tony and Tina's Wedding that night out in Sterling Heights. The idea itself was cool, but the execution sucked. Tickets were $70/each and they had peopled packed in this place like sardines, to the point that you couldn't move or get out of your seat... or see very well. In spite of that, there were times that you forgot you were at a show and not an actual wedding. The bridal party would mingle, get into fights, cut in line at the bar and dance. There was even a chubby little 12 year old as part of the thing getting blitzed on hampagne and doing funny stuff as part of the show. The best part of the night was hanging out with Justin and Lori, the other stuff was just icing on the cake. We've all been in the middle of some junk going on with some mutual friends and it was nice to have a break where we didn't have to talk about that stuff and could just kick-back and have fun.