Stepped out on the back porch this morning: 6:30 a.m. and it’s 74 degrees and an accompanying 93% humidity.
Lord, have mercy.
Summer is here.
Not a shocker, though. It is mid-May and that’s how we roll. The thunderstorms should be rolling in any time. Hopefully not before our youngest has her final elementary school field trip to see the local baseball team play.
Ah well, this is when I am oh so grateful for a job inside with A/C freezing us out.
This is why I am so grateful for Hubby’s job commuting 3 days a week instead of slinging concrete and laying curbing all day.
This is why I am grateful to have started swimming in lieu of running…..although it will be cancelled due to thunderstorms today.
The seasons of life, right?
Well. Welcome summer. Time to bust out sprinklers, popsicles, sunscreen and beach paraphernalia. It’s going to be a hot one!
The Hubby and I took a couple of days off at the end of the week before the kids went back to school. One of the days we went to the springs. I don’t know why we haven’t been before. It was beautiful, crisp and COLD and since it was a weekday….uncrowded.
The swimming part of the springs is concreted off, similar to a swimming pool…around the edges but still plenty of rocks, sand and algae on the bottom and crystal clear. The swimming area is separated from the river with a lovely walkway with a jumping platform on one side and waterfall on the other side.
The restaurant portion offers AYCE pancakes for about $5.
Behind the restaurant are the remains of the original mill.
Swimming and jumping in super clear and crisp 70degree F water.
Sad to say the ole Fountain o’ Youth was bone dry.
And so in my usual bon-bon fashion….I am leaving myself with 6 whopping minutes to post this before I need to get ready for work. Fortunately, I’ve showered, eaten and my lunch is mostly ready. Ready set GO:
1. This week I flipped back to old school style planner. Paper. Pens. Pencils. Still love my iPhone calendar, but I’m a tactile person and I need paper. My anxiety is decreasing already….this will do until I find something super purty…feel free to leave your suggestions in the combox!
2. This past weekend (Sunday) counts as the week start correct? We did a huge ole bed swap…our bunk beds to the neighbors (below right) and my girlfriend’s daughters trundle to our girls (below left) and my girlfriend’s daughter moved a futon into her room for hang/sleep/teen stuff (not posted)….can you say WINX3?!?!?
3. Back to school is right around the corner…..Our sophomore had orientation and our 6th grader as well. 2 down and 2 to go. Sweet structure is almost here. 4. I’ve been walking all week while our youngest has cheer practice for about 45 minutes each night (in addition to my morning classes) and am down 3 pounds. BooYA. Meh, the weekend is coming, all subject to change!
5. I’m taking one last road trip before school starts with my girls. We leave in the a.m. for a fun and packed weekend of friend visiting….hence the 3 pounds are subject to change. You feel me?
Back to school is coming quickly. For the kids it means earlier bed times, earlier wake times, scheduled days, band practice, cheer practice, homework.
But….we have 3 more weeks. In that time we’ll* finish school shopping, stay up late, sleep in, enjoy the lazy days, soak up the sun and fun of summer. So go eat ice cream, play in the sprinkler, and take naps. Summer is still on.
*we refers to the kids. Madre and Padre have no summer and yet….it’s still lazy and awesome!
Yes, that is a baby shark in my baby’s hands. *2 summers ago, I just moved all my photos onto external hard drive
Sand castles never really get old….*also 2 years ago
I actually enjoyed working because I knew I wasn’t cooped up in the house with bored kids trying to fray each other’s last nerve as a past-time. I was glad the girls had day-camp to go to. Glad the boys are old enough to entertain themselves with bike rides and skateboarding (in between the rain) and horn practice and video editing.
Last night though. The rain mojo. Oy. So bad. So bad that on the way to our son’s July 4th concert I turned the car around. Yes I did. We kicked the girls out. Yes we did. We made them go back in the house. Yes we did. It cancelled all “rest and relaxation” time for our 15-year-old, but hey if Mama and Papa aren’t getting any R&R why should he?
We asked each other, “What the he** are we doing wrong???”
Reality: Rainy week. Less than adequate planning. Tired kids. Tired parents. Boom!
Answer to our question: “nothing”. We are doing everything right. Life happens. Especially when you have 6 personalities to deal with. And rain. Life happens.