And the rest of the song lyric doesn’t apply.

My in-laws showed up today to visit and it was good.  Come to think of it, I don’t hear much about people really enjoying their in-laws company.  I am sure many do, but I just don’t hear of it.  Their presence allowed much more packing to happen as Lucy is very keen on taking items out of the box regardless of the fact we are trying to put items in said box.  Lucy is enamored of her Grandpa.  (I think that is the correct syntax.)  She spent the whole day running to him and cuddling with him and having him read her books.  She is not one who normally asks to be picked up, but Grandpa is special.  Of course Grandpa thinks this is the bees knees (If he ever used that expression) and the JOY that radiates from his face is like none I have ever seen.  He is really going to miss her when we move.

He offered to babysit while Kate and I went out to dinner (yea for gift cards).  I unknowingly got 2 for 1 margarita’s (yea for tasty booze) and we spent to within 50 cents of the gift card limit.  That wasn’t planned at all.   The same can be said of Kate’s pregnancy, so I got to down both of them.

We spent a portion of the dinner talking about Socialism versus Capitalism and decided that in general, Socialism placed priority on the good of the many while capitalism placed the good on the individual.  Does the good of the many outweigh the good of the few or the one?  The USA says no and Canada would say yes.  Star Trek’s 2 and 3 being set aside, I think the best societal form is a hybrid of the two (social orders, not Star Trek movies.)

Which leads me to the ride home.  All along University avenue, from Snelling down to Cretin people were lined up to see the classic hot rods driving by.  Exhaust systems sounding like a Gatling gun of 16th century cannons.  Kate loved it.  Cars with their hoods up in the Porkey’s parking lot.  Cops everywhere.  Shiny paint jobs.  Bad tube tops (are there good ones?)   In her other life, the motor heads are her people.

Just one more thing to miss when we leave next Firday.  I do like St. Paul.