The week of guests...

Last week our little home was filled with guests.  It started with our dear friend Eduardo Placer coming into town for work.  Eddie is an actor with the Idaho Shakespeare Festival and Great Lakes Theater Festival in Cleveland, Ohio.  He also works with various organizations to provide tools for public speaking, job interviews, and other areas using techniques to further enhance their business.

The local branch of Merrill Lynch hired Eddie to give the office a tune-up, and so he came to town, and we were lucky enough to have him stay with us.  It was a whirlwind of a week though.  Between the three of us (David, Eddie and me) we were all pretty tired all the time.  Me because I'm up half the night dealing with my Colitis issues, David because I disturb his sleep and he still gets up at the crack of dawn for work, and Eddie because he's always going 1000 miles per hour with his various shows, his photography business, and his public speaking/ business enhancing business.  We had a few nice meals together, some great conversations, but overall, the time went too quickly.  Before we knew it, it was Friday and Eddie was off.

About three hours before Eddie left town, my father-in-law arrived for a weekend in Boise.  He comes to town every year to catch a football game with David.  It was a nice trip.  He got in around 1:30pm on Friday and we all sat in the living room chatting.  Damaso and Eduardo discussed Spain, family history, and gaining/regaining Spanish citizenship (which we are all attempting to do).  Then we all took Eddie to the airport together.  I was so sad to see him go.  David and I both say he adds such a tremendous spark to our lives and to Boise in general  there is definitely a void when he leaves.

David and Damaso wanted to watch the Carolina-Michigan State basketball game, so we headed down to David's favorite place to watch a game: Old Chicago.  After that, we walked around Boise for a while to walk off the food and the beer, and then headed home for the night.

Saturday was a big day.  We got up early and had breakfast as Cafe de Paris.  Then we headed back to the house and changed and I dropped the boys off at the football game tailgate.  I ran a few errands and then joined them. for some fun.  I have to admit, due to my constant need to use the bathroom with Colitis, and the incredibly small amount of bathrooms and port-a-potties available (the lines were 30+ long), I don't particularly have the best time at those things these days, but I try to distract myself and have a great time.

As I'm sure most of you have heard by now, but Boise State lost.  It was a sad day for us all.  Two of our starters we out with injuries- including David's favorite player, Doug Martin.  We gave up easy touchdowns,  and we didn't play like we truly wanted it.  And we lost by one point... because our field goal kicker missed... for the second year in a row.  It was heartbreaking.  But it was a fun game to watch.

Damaso and David had a great time, and I had fun talking to friends at the tailgate.  We headed back to the house a little sad, licking our BSU wounds, but also happy to see some competition for the first time in a long time.  Most of the games we see are blowouts.

That night we had dinner at this great new steakhouse in Boise called the Brickyard.  Dinner was delicious, and the waitstaff was very good.  We especially liked that they made your salads in front of you.  David and I can't wait to go back.

Sunday we went back to Cafe de Paris for another round of delicious breakfast.  When we got home Damaso and I sat down to work on the Lopez Family history.  He's kept notes on his family history that his mother told to him, and he translated them into English and wrote them out for me for a little project I'm working on.

Shortly after that, it was time to say goodbye to Damaso.  We had a delightful visit and We're looking forward to seeing him at Christmas, and having him visit us for another football game again next year.  Like Mamapalooza, Damaso's yearly football visits have become a little tradition, and we enjoy keeping it going.