Lots of Bullet Points Ahead

We have {BIG} things going on around here.

For example:

• Last Friday- Dave's parents came in town for the {big} weekend.
• Same day- {my dad started his chemotherapy treatment}
• Saturday- Dave's graduation dinner/roast 
• Sunday- Gracie Jayne is blessed in church
• Monday/Today- Dave's parents' leave
• Same day- Going Away Party with friends
• Tuesday- My birthday and a day of "getaway" in the cities
• Wednesday-  One week from today, they come pack up our stuff... This means LOTS to do to get ready.
• Thursday- Another party, this one with some of my girlfriends to celebrate my birthday
• Friday-  Last day of school for Sam
• (Saturday, Monday, Wednesday, Saturday- Dave is on call, thank you very much)
• Wednesday- Our house gets packed up!
• Thursday- Our stuff gets loaded on the truck and is on it's way!
• Same day- move into a hotel room
• Friday- Clean clean clean
• Sunday- Speak in church
• Monday- Drive out of Rochester and make our way to Philadelphia
• Tuesday- Stay in Pittsburgh
• Wednesday- See our new home for the very first time.
• Monday- Dave's U Penn orientation
• Wednesday- Dave begins his FELLOWSHIP!!

Individually, big events, right?  Ones I should be blogging about.  And yet, my mind is so swamped I can hardly form a coherent thought to share about any single occasion.  So here are some incoherent thoughts:

• Dave's parents- Thanks so much for being here.
• My dad's treatment- Minus the very painful Shingles, so far so good.  (She says, apprehensively.)
• The Roast- No thanks to the bitter resident who ruined it for the rest of us with his rude and below-the-belt roast.  But congrats to Dave for making it through the five hardest years of his life.  Wow.  What an accomplishment.  I am extremely proud of you.  Only two years to go and then we can really celebrate!
• Gracie's blessing-  She is now official!
• Going Away Party-  How many times can I stick my foot in my mouth in one night, folks?  Apparently a lot!

I'll do my darndest to keep you posted on the rest of the outcomes.  Mostly, I'll just be hanging on for dear life.