i must do things that make me uncomfortable. like, trips on winding roads to a body of water filled with poop and loogies.
the first time i went to this lake house...years ago...i got very sick on the winding roads. layne threw up in the car like 10 times and then proceeded to not sleep the rest of the weekend. i was miserable.
(swimmer diapers not needed at the lake. duh.)
(lila, the sassafras, dominated the lake.)
like as i write that, i feel like i'm on a sailboat about to vomit. deep breaths. deep breaths.
the good thing is, everyone had fun. i even had fun. which is a strange feeling when i'm out of my comfort zone. i was like, this is nice. why am i so uptight? why do i always have to be crafting or decorating or getting my mustache waxed to have fun? there is a world of dead fish and bacterial infection water to explore!
now don't worry, i never once put my swim suit on. please. we need to take baby steps here. but the fact that i went, and didn't throw up, was a really great first step into adventurism. that word didn't get spell checked, so i'm thinking it's a real word.
(lindsay was gangster on one ski)
but the kids had so much fun. nato did too. he kept looking over at me and laughing knowing that i was doing this for him and the kids.
he didn't once try to throw me in, even though it took everything in him not to. because he knows he would pay the price by shooing me away from lake life forever. and ever. would that be such a bad thing? no. no, not really.
but this is neither here nor there. because on the way home layne said, wasn't that the best vacation ever?!
yes, layne. yes it was, i said...only halfway lying while a lone tear of happiness rolled down my cheek ever so gently as we headed back home.
nato bit it shortly after that.
call me crazy.
and lastly, remember when you didn't have kids and you treated your dogs like a true human child? yes, we did this too.
here is a dog with a life jacket on. enjoy. i was kind of a creeper when i took this picture. sorry.