Missed Opportunities

At the beginning of a vacation, I always feel like I have all of the time in the world to do anything I want.  A lil’ catalog shopping, checking up on a few facebook friends (and frienemies, lol!), getting enviable vacation photos…  Here I am on my last day and I am regretting being so laid back and a fun mum this year, because there are so many pictures my friends will expect to see, and I just don’t have them. 😦  There is no silhouette of children jumping off the dock holding hands, no ice cream dripping on the hand shot, no sleeping with daddy in the hammock shot, no photo of a small hand wrapped trustingly in my beautifully manicured larger (but not overly large) hand.  Why did I waste an entire day letting the children play, and another entire day with that miserable bitch, Kathy?

Yesterday I got the children up early and we constructed a boat out of some cardboard boxes and then spent several hours painting it.  I hate it when these things look slapped together, so Merlin had to get that paint just perfect.  We finished just before dinner and I managed to get the perfect shot of children’s carefree joy as they played together on a lazy summer day.  I nearly lost it with Merlin because he leaned into a wet patch and got some on his sailor suit, but he was able to scrub it out last night.

Ahoy mateys. We are bound for Imagination Island!

This morning Röbby had planned a very early fly fishing excursion with the kids.  He knows my opinion on very early anything, so he said I could sleep in.  I managed to talk him out of taking the kids.  He deserves a lil’ time to himself too and you just know Merlin would have scared the fish away with his incessant chatter.  As soon as Röb left, I got everyone up and we went for a quick photo session with a nearby photographer.  I wanted some fall shots, so the kids wore sweaters despite the heat.  Hummus was pretending he was going to faint, which was hilarious!

Everything is so dry around here from some stupid drought everyone can’t shut up about, that it is ruining a lot of my planned shots. Look at that grass!

I then put the boys in the car for an hour or so to have a little rest while we got a few quick shots for a modeling or maybe pageant portfolio.

She looks like an angle!

Röb managed to spend hours fishing today and brought home no fish.  Typical!  He just went into town to get everything for a weenie roast.  I hope he isn’t serious about the hot dogs, but you never know with that man!  I am going to take a nice long shower and just relax from my stressful day.

Fireworks on the Lake

Röbert and I had words last night about Karen.  Of course he agrees with me that she is pathetic and gross, but he wants me to be “the better person” and just ignore her.  For some reason he thought I would somehow try to ruin her lil’ party.  What am I? Magical Lah Lee?  I can just grow wings and fly back home?  I let him know that I was so far above those kinds of high jinx and I was insulted he thought I would consider wasting one second of my time on Karen “Fat Ass” Sullivan and her stupid party.

We had a magical evening on the lake, eating a picnic Röbby had ordered from the local gourmet shop and drinking cocktails on the dock.  He is truly the best father and hubby the world has ever known, and he loves me so much. The kids were jumping in the water, but fortunately they knew enough to jump off the part of the dock that wouldn’t get me wet.  As it got darker you could see boats pulling up to the middle of the lake for fireworks.  I wanted a boat!  The boats are so cute and I really want one.  The dock was great, of course, but a nice little boat would make it even better!

The boats look like fun. I wish I’d had a boat.

We slept in this morning and then headed home.  I had a lil’ my grain but Röbert took the kids to this breakfast diner for flapjacks while I took a nap in the car.  Flapjacks sound so old timey western.  Are they like griddle cakes or something?

Cari stopped by to show me pictures from the black tie dinner last night.  Apparently Sammi got drunk and kissed a couple of the husbands.  We might need a new person for our lil’ book group!  If you like high minded literature and champagne tastings, let me know.

Cari had also happened to stop by my yard to make sure no one was stealing my lawn furniture and snapped a photo of Karen’s lil’ event from up in my copper maple.

Gosh, that looks like a wild party. I am heartbroken that I wasn’t invited.

I don’t see anyone I know, not that I thought my friends would attend that kind of party.  I just worry about her bringing the wrong element into my back yard, literally.