It Finally Happened

Posted By: Adam 5 Comments

It finally happened. I got off at the wrong stop. I've been riding the train into Philadelphia for over 4 months now, and I suppose it was inevitable. It can be difficult to get off at the wrong stop when your home station is the last stop, but I still managed to find a way.

Friday was my most recent Remicade treatment, and the facility is about 25 minutes from my house, and closer to another train station; so after my appointment I park there and catch the next train into the city. Of course this means I have to remember to get off the train at the right stop. Whoops.

When I had walked about half way up the hill to the parking lot at my home station, I realized that I didn't see my truck there, and was struck by the realization of what I'd just done. I called Megan and asked her to come pick me up and take me to the other station to pick up my truck. Not a great start to the weekend.

We decided to spin it a little, and stop on our way to the train station for dinner. Even for an impromptu dinner, Dylan was excellently behaved. Megan fed him liquids in the car and then solids at the table, and aside from a single (happy) scream, he couldn't have been better; so we're thankful for that.

The rest of the weekend went much more according to plan. Saturday I helped my brother in law Ed ("BILE"?) pick up a fridge that he bought on craigslist (truck-man to the rescue), and then we had friends up to hang out for the afternoon and evening. I made a bangin' 6 pound (chunk of a 9 pound) pork loin (that Baz dropped onto the oven door, at one point), which everyone loved… oh, and Megan made cheesecake.

Saturday ended on a perfect note with the Phillies coming back from a 7-3 deficit in the bottom of the 9th to win it with 2 outs remaining. I couldn't have gone to bed happier.

Sunday started out pretty lazy — I watched 2 movies before noon — and then got even better. After a quick job mowing the lawn, we took Dylan swimming in our new pool. (Nothing terribly fancy, somewhere between kiddie pool and above-ground-real-deal pool. I'll try to get some pictures soon.) We dunked him a few times and aside from some coughing and sputtering at first, which got better each time, he did really well and was visibly enjoying being in the pool splashing daddy in the face by the time we got out.

Alas, all good things must come to an end, and I'm back at work once again. How was your weekend?

5 responses to “It Finally Happened”

  1. I can soooooooo understand! I've actually been so engrossed in a book that I missed the last train stop, had the train turn around and start in the other direction! Then again, I've gotten off too early before, too! Timing is everything! Umm question, tho. Why didnt you just get back on the train in the other direction and go back to the stop where your truck was parked, or was that just a good excuse for a fun dinner out with the family? (As good as any in my book!! I'd do it!)

    MomT

    MomT ~ Jul 13, 2009 at 1:04 PM

  2. So the Remicade treatment threw you on as far as which station to get off of? Sounds like a pretty easy mistake to make to me. Just let force of habit step in and blamo..

    Craigslist has been pretty good to me too. Bought and sold. Have done the guy-with-a-truck thing a few times too. Hauling a fridge doesn't sound like fun. Did you at least have one of those heavy duty hand-trucks with a strap to use?

    3 cheers for a lazy weekend and for having fun in the pool!

    GranDad

    GranDad ~ Jul 13, 2009 at 4:15 PM

  3. Excuse me, Adam. but <Ed ("BILE"?) >??????

    ED

    ED ~ Jul 13, 2009 at 10:34 PM

  4. (B)rother (I)n (L)aw (E)d

    Adam

    Adam ~ Jul 14, 2009 at 9:25 AM

  5. I still prefer Ed. Can't say that being referred to as a caustic bodily fluid is all that EDifying.

    ED

    ED ~ Jul 14, 2009 at 9:35 PM

Leave this field empty: