The Pony Parents came to visit this weekend, which is why I haven't been around much. I loved having them! We went out to Chinatown and to the Velvet Lounge (taking the Pony Parents to a jazz club was a trip in and of itself), we traveled way out past the edges of town to find the cemetery where my grandparents (Dad Pony's parents) are buried, we visited the university, and they got to meet some of the Music Department personalities, the Cubbies won several games in a row, it didn't rain, so my roof didn't leak . . . life was good.
ETA: And then the music graduate students had a margarita party yesterday. This ended happily with a rather plastered Pony, but a nice long sleep definitely helps with that.