It’s Saturday Morning …
And I have told Jay that it’s time to get ready for his weekly tennis lesson. When we step outside, the sun is shining and the birds are chirping. It’s a beauty of a day. I don’t know yet what it will be, but I know I will find something to do that will keep me outside for a good part of the day. Even Jay is picking up on the good energy and arrives at tennis in a good mood. Usually he’s a bit surly until the class is well underway; sad to be leaving his video games behind.
At 10:30 when his class ended, instead of making the left that would take us down the short winding road that leads home, we made a right and took a long winding road to a town 30 minutes away. A Naval Museum there was hosting a STEM event for kids. Both boys tend to enjoy science and we’re always looking for ways to get the boys involved in activities such as those.
At this point though, Jay was no longer a happy camper. He wants to go back home – to his electronics. He whines for the entire car ride. We hear every complaint in the book. He tries bargaining his way out of going. When he raises his hand during one of the experiments, the teacher probably was not expecting him to ask: “Is this the last thing? Can we go home after this?”
He suffers through the first task. The second one is made only slightly more bearable because it involves starbursts which the kids get to eat when it’s over. The third and final exercise, requires them to form teams of 2 and then use marshmallows and spaghetti to build towers. The team with the highest tower would win. Wouldn’tcha know, after all his protestations, with him as the leader, he and his partner win the challenge. We leave, he chooses a bag of Doritos as his treat and then we head home. Not before I also get a treat though. KFC.
It’s Saturday Afternoon …
And we have dropped Jay home. We have also checked in on Ace who is suffering from a severe case of “When will the pollen go the hell away so I can see, breathe and sleep normally again???” The temps are in the high 90’s which for many people, only means one thing: staying inside where there is AC. Our AC has broken so there is no respite for us. Also. I have no intention of staying inside all day AC or not. Between the 2 of us, I am, without question, the more outdoorsy one. I suggest that we check out a state park not too far from us. Their website says they have a “beach” and multiple trails. The park does not disappoint. I love driving through “farm land” Virginia to get there. At one point we stop at a red light and 2 guys who are hanging out at a road side shop eating watermelon offer us some. Once at the lake, I love kicking my shoes off and feeling the sand squish beneath my toes. I love the coolness of the water lapping my ankles. I love hearing children laugh as they play in the sand and seeing the canoes and jet skis further out on the lake. Shaunie … keeps her shoes on, gives the side eye to teenage boys who’re throwing a football too close to her head and asks if I think she should reapply the bug spray.
When we’ve strolled the full length of the beach area and stood around chit chatting and taking in the scene for a while, we trot back to where we have parked. I am actually willing to go home at that point. I’m sure Shaunie has had enough. But, she knows me and she loves me so SHE suggests that we check out one of the trails. Yay!!!!!! More bug spray and we are off again to see what the forest has to offer.
It’s Saturday Evening …
And I have promised Ace that we will have a family movie night. The problem though, is that I said that earlier in the day when I was feeling energetic and spunky. By the time I had finally gotten home, the LAST thing I wanted to do was sit for 2 hours and pretend to be interested in a kid friendly movie. I wanted to shower, eat dinner and catch up on my own TV watching. I had made a promise though.
We gathered in the living room and turned on Netflix. The movie was painful. And we were only 10 minutes in. How was I going to make it 2 hours? Then … Netflix went bonkers. It just stopped working. We went back to the home screen and tried again. Nope. We tried a different movie. Still nope. Before Ace could come up with any suggestions, I told him that our plan wasn’t going to work and we’d have to try again the next day.
He was disappointed but he understood. After all, he saw what happened and knew it wasn’t anyones fault. I got off scot-free.
I jumped up from the couch, showered, ate and was comfy in my bed before 9pm. It was glorious.
All in all, I had a great day on Saturday. How was it for my people? Debatable.
*Netflix righted itself so Ace and I watched a movie on Sunday*