Basking in the afterglow.

What a weekend we had, two in a row of rock’em, sock’em outdoor adventure fun. The weather held out for us so that we could all enjoy the whole Saturday on the water experience. I cooked various meals for all of us who gathered. Mainly on the bbq, and stove top but nonetheless I didn’t set the kitchen on fire, or burn the house down. The bbq on the other hand may have let me down just a bit. Burned my bacon twice! Luckily that’s how my wife and kids like it so it didn’t go to waste. I went low & slow the second time, but failed to turn them in time and it went into over cooked territory. If I had a large flat top grill, I’d do it all together and nothing would get missed. But that’s my excuse, and I’m sticking with it.

Everyone who wanted to got a turn on the 3 person tube, plus the ski-Bob, and had a chance to attempt to wakeboard. We spent much of the summer getting out eldest to be able to reliably wakeboard, so she put on a show for her cousins. The other two had admirable attempts to get to their feet and stay up on the water. Which they both did, briefly. Golf claps and cheers for all! Well done. The water was rather cool this late into summer, bordering on Fall. So big props for swimming and going in the lake of their own accord.

We didn’t party much into the evenings, as the fresh lake air made us all sleepy by 10:00pm. Did watch the Blue Jay’s pull out an 11-7 win one night, which was great. Texas was really leaving their pitcher out to dry by bringing him back in after the second and third innings punishment. It was a weird one. Pretty early on it was evident they didn’t have anyone warming up in the bullpen. Kinda odd. But again, late in the season, I’m sure injuries and tiredness play a part.

I think I will mosey on down to my office by way of the kids laundry baskets and get some Domestic Duties Monday chores on the books. It’s two weekends we’ve gone away so there is lots to catch up on around the house. The sooner I get the shelf unit done, the sooner I can start cleaning the toy zone disaster area. I was informed some big projects won’t come until next week, so I need to finish up what I have now in preparation for those two or three items dropping next week. Happy Monday! Ciao Bella!

Day Trippin’ : The Family Adventure Episode that got banned in several countries for foul language, but was actually hilarious in retrospect.

I don’t know much about you, but I curse a blue streak when I get mad and frustrated. Especially if it’s my kids pretending that they can’t do something that they’ve done by themselves a hundred times, but have grown instantaneously forgetful about, in public, under stress, where I’m the one holding something heavy and/or awkward waiting on them to complete the task. Bothers me just a lil’ bit. Lil’bit – yeah.

We haven’t had the opportunity to have too many partial family adventure days in the past. I used to take my eldest to the movies quite regularly, which was fantastic. Covid curbed that. But now I want to try taking them to Wonderland by myself, but I’m worried they will make me wait for rides and then balk at the last second, which will infuriate me. So part of me wants to try a smaller, less intimidating park, that isn’t as expensive. Because whoo boy, wasted money will ignite my bad mood quickly. Not that I’m waiting on bad things to happen, just to get mad about them. It’s merely a tried and true reality, and it saddens me. Irritates me to no end too.

We could do the Zoo for the fiftieth time, or try Legoland, or something like that. I want to get out to do something out of the ordinary for us. I just don’t know exactly what yet. The less expensive it is, the cooler I am with missed opportunities or mishaps. A mindset that comes from decades of being broke. I hate to pay good money to waste opportunity and experiences. I’ll have to learn to let that go. Just grates my nerves deep down. It hurts me to see good money (hard earned at that) wasted. Frivolously. Bah!

Who knows, maybe the weather will be bad, or I’ll have a slew of new projects come in that will force us to not go anywhere. Maybe I’ll take them to lunch and a wander around a mall. The youngest has gone feral with lack of social interactions. Need to retrain them to behave out in public again. They were real good at restaurants as very little children, but not able to do it now after 2.5 years of eating like a menace at home.

That’s more about our short comings rather than my kids. But being at home 24/7 with our whole family present for more than a year was far more than we had bargained for. At some points them just eating anything was a win, and style or etiquette fell by the wayside. One child became randomly fearful of everything conceivable and the other a stage five clinger at all points of the day. Covid and the various shut downs really hampered them both in real, yet strange ways. Getting back to school worked wonders for breaking those habits and fears. Weird times.

Buried somewhere in here is the belief that we will have a good time, and can make some lovely memories together doing something fun and exciting. Is it that hope that is secretly hilarious. Like Charlie Brown lining up on his field goal kick simply for Lucy to pull it away, every, single, time. Is that when hilarity ensues? I’m not sure. I have high Hope’s though! Ciao Bella!