As part of the Festibond tradition, I recently went on a date with my dad. It didn’t take a lot of planning to decide what we want to do. He and I share a love for watching hockey and it’s something we do seasonally. For one of our past Festibond dates, we went to see a Portland Pirates’ game. However, they no longer play in Maine so my dad suggested we go to a Boston Bruins’ game.
We booked a train to the city and tickets to the game. Dad picked me up early from school on Thursday to catch the 14:47 departure. The ride to Boston was mellow, but pleasant. I enjoyed conversing with Dad before napping and completed some homework considering we wouldn’t arrive home until early in the morning.
I’ve lived in Maine for most of my life and up until about two months ago, that’s been in the same apartment. I’d been craving a change for years. My dad has discussed moving with the family on many accounts, but it wasn’t until recently that he began to take action. We viewed three places in the span of two days in September with our amicable realtor, Michelle. The three home were all so different, it’s hard to compare them. However, it’s easy to say that the loft we viewed won our hearts by a wide margin and we proceeded to buy it.
The Danler family has been celebrating Festibond for eight years. Each year improves and I continue to enjoy every part of it. This whole tradition began in 2008 when our family wanted to create a tradition that celebrates the bonding and cherishment of family. Thus, Festibond was founded and we’ve been enjoying its pleasures ever since.
As everyone began to wake up, Mom matched their outfits with my own. She always tries to make us look presentable and match for the pictures on Festibond. This year’s outfit was pink shirts with a black or gray sweater over it.
In my opinion, Festibond was a great success this year. There were some things we could change, but overall, I’m glad we did a few things different. I loved Jenna’s idea of not spending Festibond at home: we ended up spending most of the time at a hotel. Like usual, I loved the idea of letters. I will always love that meaningful part.
The only thing I would change about Festibond is to plan ahead more. It seemed like we were rushing around trying to get stuff done and ready for Festibond. I would like to plan more activities next time, as well.
It was between 7:30 and 8:00 when I woke up. No one except Dad and I were awake. Slowly, everyone else woke up, and everyone was awake by 9:00. It was a very hectic morning trying to get dressed and putting all the food and clothes into bags to bring to the hotel where we were staying that night. It worried me that every moment, it was getting closer to being too late for breakfast. We left at around 10:00 and headed to the Marriott hotel in Portland. We brought two cars, because Dad had to leave earlier than us the next morning for work. Continue reading Festibond 2013 – Skye→
Dad and I took awhile to decide what we were going to do for our Festibond date. Finally, we decided upon watching a Bob Marley comedy show after eating burgers at Five Guys. As it so happened, I had gone on my date with my mom that morning. After my date with Mom, she was going on her date with my little sister Hayley. She brought us both up to Portland, because she was going to see a movie with Hayley in Portland and she was going to drop me off at Dad’s office.
The Bob Marley show started at 19:00, but Mom’s movie with Hayley started at 16:30. She dropped me off at Dad’s work, and Dad worked while I played games and stuff on my computer. His office is nice, because he has his office in a large conference room with a TV and windows. I love hanging out with Dad at his work. I have done it many times before this date. Each time is enjoyable. Anyway, Dad and I left for Five Guys at around 17:30. The walk only took a few minutes and Dad and I talked about Jenna, abortions, and more that came into our minds. Continue reading Festibond 2013: My Date With Dad→
As part of the Festibond tradition, Mom and Dad go on separate dates with each of us girls. It took awhile for me to decide what I wanted to do on my dates with Mom and Dad, but I finally decided that Mom and I should get manicures after going to breakfast. Mom scheduled an appointment with the Fabu salon in Portland.
We headed up to Portland early in the morning so that we could eat breakfast before our appointment. We were singing and dancing to her CDs the whole way up. For breakfast, we drove to Miss Portland Diner. I got the usual: scrambled eggs, sausage, toast, and home fries with hot chocolate. My mom got the Greek Omelet. We talked about various things and my mom tried making me laugh by copying all my moves and making faces. She loves to make me laugh.
This is my family’s fifth year celebrating Festibond, a tradition we created to replace Christmas where we write letters to each other, snack, play games, and spend quality time with each other. One part of our tradition is for each of the three daughters to go on an individual date with both Mom and Dad. My first date was with my mom on Friday, December 14.
Mom picked me up from school when walkers and picker-upers were called so that we could be there early. The movie we were going to watch had just appeared in theaters and we were sure there would be a long line. When we got to the Grand Bistro Cinemagic, the line for “The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey” consisted of two people. Mom and I sat for thirty minutes before they would let us into Auditorium 5, where the movie was playing. Only six people were there, including us. Throughout some of the movie, Mom would ask me questions about who was who. The ending was a disappointment because it was only halfway through the story. As soon as I saw the ending, I told Mom that I couldn’t wait to watch the sequel.
After Mom dropped me off at Dad’s office, Dad and I headed to his car and drove up to Otto’s Pizza. I ordered water as my drink, but rather than tap water, I received bottled water. Dad later explained to me that there was a water break in Portland, Maine, so the fountains and tap water were not necessarily safe to drink. I ordered mashed potato, bacon, and scallion pizza, the kind I always get when I go to Otto’s. Dad and I talked about my friends, family, and school. It was great bonding time.
Mom is in the hospital. She seems to be getting a little better every day and one of her main problems have been fixed by the removal of her adrenal glands.
When the girls and I go to visit her, we usually sit in the waiting room for most of the time. It’s hard and frustrating to not always know what’s going on with her, but sometimes it’s best to leave things unsaid if they’re really painful to hear. When my dad sometimes explains to me what has happened to her, it feels as though I’m all alone in the world. Although, it’s nice to see her so awake and happy and smiling when we walk into the room.
Before my mom went to the hospital, I would constantly feel scared and uncomfortable just to think about and see my mom in so much physical trouble. That was not my mom that went out on runs every morning and made cheesy jokes and taught us weird songs. At least now she’s in good hands and people will help her get better and stronger.
It’s nice to see how many people come visit her and help us through this tough time in our lives. We have received lots of sympathy and love from people I haven’t talked to in a long time or even met until recently.
Now that she’s getting better, my worries have gone down a lot. I just hope she doesn’t have to stay at the hospital for much longer than a month more. Even though I see her almost everyday, I miss her so much.
To read about my mom’s experience in the hospital, read my dad’s blog.