Weekend trip to California

Who wants to go to California for the weekend? I do, I do... So when great Grandpa has his 90th birthday, we go to California for the weekend, literally. We left at 2 pm on thursday, drove to Fargo, got on the plane at 8 ish, got to LA at 9:30, rented minivans, drove an hour to Lake Elsinore and packed it in by around 1 a.m. Spent all day Friday at Grandma and Grandpa's house, spent Saturday at their house in the morning and then onto cousin Jennifer and Rachel's house for the birthday bash for the afternoon and evening. Thanks to an awesome connection (cousin Lisa), we were treated with a meal by In N Out Burger on wheels. Add a bouncy castle for the littles, and some drinks for the older crowd, plus some fine fixin's such as macaroni salad, chips, and veggies, and you have the makings for the best 90th birthday party ever. Heck, I'd say it was the best any-age birthday party ever. Now, after we're all bushed tired, hit the sack, get up at 7 am to pack, say our good byes and be back at LAX for our return flight by noon. Fly to Fargo, get in the cars by 7:30 pm and drive 3 hours back home. If that isn't a whirlwind trip, I don't know what is. But fun and great memories were had by all. Happy 90th Birthday Papa...we wish you many more.