Another Saturday Corona Night

So after my Caspar the Friendly Dad walk, there wasn't much left to do yesterday. I took a prodigious nap, and then, while Wifey was outside cleaning out the rock beds, watched a shameless chick flick called "The Longest Road." It caught my attention because one of my favorites, Alan Alda, was in it, and before I knew it was sucked into the Nicholas Sparks world of drama and romance. It passed the time.

I got an email from a lawyer in Broward I didn't know, but apparently he had been charged with the responsibility of setting up a Zoom meet for Eric and Dana's boy Josh's wedding -- a big affair supposed to take place last night. Instead, the lawyer, who is the bride Alex's uncle and a notary, was pressed into service.

The day before, Dana had asked us to provide videos of greeting to the newlyweds, and I got creative. At every major party since college, my dudes and I perform the worm -- to the tune of "Shout" performed from the soundtrack of "Animal House." We last did it at D2's wedding, realizing it's no longer so easy to get back up after we dance like convulsing slugs on the floor.

But I knew Eric would have made sure the Worm was performed, and so I put "Shout" on YouTube, and had Wifey film me doing it on the floor, after which I popped up, sort of, and wished the new couple well.

Anyway -- somehow I figured out the Zoom thing, and was able to watch the ceremony , which I think took place behind the Boca temple. Barry is a Zoom maven -- he has many meetings that way, and private texted me as the ceremony went on, so we could do our usual commentary on human existence, lawyers, etc...

Josh broke the glass, all the Zoom participants wished the couple mazel tov, and a perfect symbol of hope for the future in these dark times was created.

Then, at 7:15, our family virtual happy hour began -- with D2 and Jonathan, D1 and Joey, and Barry taking part. We were able to include Scott and his lady Samantha, too, though Barry's lady Donna was camera shy.

As the Tito's and tonic martini worked its magic, I was so warmed by the love and laughter. Our grandson made an appearance, all fat and smiling, and Barry, a pediatric sub specialist, was able to opine that he looked pretty good for a baby going through the plague.

It was the highlight of the day for us -- laughing, and sharing our experiences, and D2 and Jonathan's jumbo puppy Betsy looking on, tail wagging.

I took a very hot shower, still buzzed from the Titos, and sat out on my upstairs porch, feeling the warm breezes wash over me. I thanked the Big Man for that night. I asked Him to keep us well, and move this awful virus away. April comes soon...