What a great weekend this has been, one of the best weekends I have had in a very long time. My granddaughters birthday and my god-daughters wedding yesterday, and Port Power lost, and then today the Adelaide Crows were back on the winners list, they still can’t make the finals but you get that.
When you consider the Crows injury list they really have not disgraced themselves for the most part, although they have had a couple of very forgettable games. I hope the coaches and players alike have learnt from their mistakes this year, I certainly don’t think there have been some very wise decisions made at times. In my opinion Josh Jenkins has not lived up to the hype, perhaps Lewis Johnston should have been played earlier. Rory Sloane, Patrick Dangerfield, Daniel Talia, and Richard Douglas have been the shining stars, Scott Thompson has had an off-year, and Tom Lynch has been a revelation.
Tonight my youngest son Wade and his partner Gink came for dinner, nothing fancy just ravioli and for dessert a banana cake that Gink made. I feel like all I have done is eat and drink this weekend. Yesterday at the wedding I drank by body weight in brandy which is most unlike me, yet I felt as sober as a judge.
We had a nice visit with Wade and Gink, I quite enjoy grossing Gink out, and I do it so well, it made Wade laugh. Now they have gone home and it is back to our normal Sunday night and I am so bored, there is just nothing on television that grabs me.
That is the weekend that was, the start of a new week tomorrow, I wonder what that will bring.