The Last Weekend In June
The Return to Everland

Mid Point

I haven't taken a two week vacation in several years. 

It feels like eternity.

Halfway through, we have had a change of guests, cycling from nieces to aunties. 

What have I done for a week?

Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

Read half a page in one of the ten books I brought before Squishy does something cute and I am distracted. 

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We have eaten lobster, had Bird Breakfast Sandwiches more times than my pants will allow. 

Watched Squishy watch his first parade.

Wash sheets and towels. 

Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

Read half a page in one of the ten books I brought before Squishy does something cute and I am distracted. 

 

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Made s'mores which surprisingly go well with white wine. 

Smelt of woodsmoke despite two hair washings.

Endlessly gaze adoringly at Squishy. 

Wash sheets and towels. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

Read half a page in one of the ten books I brought before Squishy does something cute and I am distracted. 

 

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Crafted decorations for Squishy's upcoming first birthday (I know!)

Been too lazy to go to the fireworks (no see-um's; crowds; traffic).

Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Had pizza for supper at the beach.

Wash sheets and towels. 

Read half a page in one of the ten books I brought before Squishy does something cute and I am distracted. 

Fight over who will get Squishy out of the crib from his nap. 

Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

 

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Did not eat ice cream, to my eternal sadness, when everyone else did.

Discovered the joy of cooking bacon in the oven for a crowd.

Wash sheets and towels. 

Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

Have Squishy lead me all over the house and yard with two fingers as he learns to walk.

Taught my cousin shit she didn't know (Never rent your house for the Fourth of July; if you do, raise your rent.)

 

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Discovered that hammock naps only make you a feeding trough for mosquito cocktail hours.

Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Wash sheets and towels. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

Read half a page in one of the ten books I brought before Squishy does something cute and I am distracted. 

Vacillated endlessly between buying groceries, sous chefing and chefing, sweating over the grill, cleaning it all up ( I hate fresh corn prep and clean up), or spending 40 bucks for 3 burgers, 3 fries, and soda. \

 

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Have the jitters constantly from too much coffee/cappuccinos from Sunbird. 

Lure everyone in the house to Sunbird several times a day. 

Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Wash sheets and towels. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

Read half a page in one of the ten books I brought before Squishy does something cute and I am distracted. 

 

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Call fence guy about one foot gap in new fence that dogs sail through. 

Call exterminator  AGAIN about RACOON IN THE ATTIC AGAIN AND DID I MENTION IT RIPPED OFF THE METAL LOUVERS INSTALLED OVER THE ATTIC VENT TO KEEP IT OUT??

Call plumber about leak in outdoor shower. Pay plumber enormous sum for twenty minutes of labor. 

Call plumber -again- about septic smell in house.

Take pics of Squishy naked in his blow up pool and realize I can't pose on Instagram or I'll end up on CPS list. 

Buy ridiculous cheesy things at Christmas Tree shop to "beautify" the backyard since we hae no sprinklers and tenants wait for "someone"  to water anything planted, which turn to sticks in a few weeks. 

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Say repeatedly that I need to vacuum. 

Wash sheets and towels. 

Buy stuff for beach lunches. 

Read half a page in one of the ten books I brought before Squishy does something cute and I am distracted. 

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AND THE NUMBER ONE ACCOMPLISHMENT THUS FAR OF VACATION:

Teach Squishy to snort through is nose like a pig.

Which he does.

Repeatedly

While nursing.

Repeatedly. Much to his parents' chagrin. 

 

 

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Be back in a week crying over returning to work. 

Glass half full/half empty/ Where's the wine?

 

 

 

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