Our weekend was a smattering of activity. I did everything from going to an open house at my friend Sara’s to sleeping for 2.5 hours in the middle of the day. That’s a long nap, even for me, the nap princess.
Saturday we did our usual cleaning jobs in the morning. While the girls did the bathrooms, the boys straightened the game cabinet and I worked on a new verse for the chalkboard in the living room. I like to change it every month or so, but it takes me about an hour so I try to have the boys doing something in the same room. That way I can keep them moving. They would otherwise tend to forget they are supposed to be organizing and start actually playing the games.
Here’s a look at my chalkboard now. I’m not great at it, but I do like doing it. It will probably stay this way until the end of the summer since I have a few other projects up my sleeve that I want to get started.
After that was done we worked on the pool, which has been getting increasingly green and we can’t figure out why. I had no idea when we got this pool that maintaining it would require a master’s degree in chemistry. We test the water and take notes and study the calculations. We spend hundreds of dollars on chemicals to try to keep it all pretty and clear, but to no avail. We may have to call in an expert. I’m not sure what that would involve, but I am tired of feeling like I’m in the swamp.
But don’t worry about us, my boys couldn’t care less how green the water is as long as they can have epic water battles and splash each other like their life depends on it. The girls and I don’t care to swim with them because it is impossible not to end up, at some point, in the middle of their water war. I’m more of a casual floater, minding my own business on my side of the pool. But once I get squirted in the ear with a water pistol it’s hard to relax.
Saturday afternoon I worked on my book edits and ate Sonic ice, which I have now been keeping in my freezer for my crunching pleasure. It’s been my snack substitute and a surprisingly good one. It’s soft and cold and lasts a good long time. I’m not saying it’s better than ice cream, but at zero calories I am happy with it.
On Sunday I decided to do the unthinkable and not turn on my computer for the whole day. I may do it every week. It could be my Gilligan’s Island day…no phones, no lights, no Facebook. If that happened now, do you think the Professor would be able to email someone on a submarine using 2 coconuts and a bicycle powered battery? I wonder things.
Yesterday, after church (where my son Jacob sang a beee-utiful song that made me cry) and before my extreme nap, we went out for Mexican food with my parents. It’s a adventure, going out to eat with us. First we have to get a table for 12 or more, which no restaurant hostess is ever thrilled about. Then you have look at the poor waiter’s face as he goes around getting orders and we ask things like, “Is there gluten in that?” and, “Can we get that without tomatoes?” I am pretty sure at least half of us made a special request. I will be sending him a letter of apology.
And let’s not even start on how many times the bus boy had to refill our chips. My boys alone ate about 4 baskets full. I’m surprised they didn’t just haul the chip truck up to our table and dump them in the middle.
And forget talking. It was so loud and we were so far apart that we had to yell across the table to one another. My dad finally suggested we all just text each other instead. Great idea. Next time we could just stay home with 5 bags of Tostitos and have pretty much the same experience.
Now, looking back I count at least 10 topics in this one post. If you’re still here, hanging onto the hope that I will find a way to sum it all up, this isn’t your lucky day. I will add you to my list of people to send letters of apology to. After the waiter, my parents and the guy at the pool chemical store.
Have a great week!