There is not much that beats the soft and silky feel of a
cold lake in your hair. It makes my scalp tingle and my hair shine and soften.
And how do I get this?: I jump in lakes often at 6:30am.
Now that the kids are older, once in a while we have my
Mom come for dinner and evening and sleepover and steal away for a Monday at
the cottage in the summer and I cancel my Monday clients. And we up earlyack
and head straight to work the next morning.
Usually it is a hot day (like yesterday!) and we sleep outside
on the dock and set alarms for 6:15 am. We see the duck families swimming by
and little beaver families running across the property. And then I jump in the lake.
Hubby drinks his coffee. And I swim and swim. To me this is the absolute best
cottage life has to offer (especially since vacation was three weeks of rain!) The
getaways on Monday are never relaxing as kids texting and demanding and disobeying.
Work decisions to make and emails to write. Planning to be done and phone calls
to make. But it is still so worth it.
This weekend was one of the few in yrs. where we did not
go to the cottage on a hot sunny weekend. We spend the two days and nights in
Quebec City. Bear had Kayak provincials and so we went. Very different for us.
I certainly can assure we would not be great soccer or hockey parents-don’t
love it at all to that degree. But one weekend or a couple was really nice.
We hung out with other parents, did a lot of standing
around, had a big dinner inside on a 30 degree evening (vs outside) got up both
mornings at 5:45am and went to sleep at 10:30pm. This is usually not my idea of
fun at all-but was cool to be there to cheer on Bear and his team and to see
this side of life that so many enjoy.
We had a friend of Beauty’s with us and Chase stayed to
DH bike with a friend in Bromont. It was a bit of a whirlwind of a weekend, and
we were so exhausted by the time we got in door at midnight Sunday after many
hours of driving and early mornings and running We did waterslides there and
waterfalls and restos in between all the races. And then true to our crazy selves-we
stared a long drive to cottage ,Monday morning at 8amJ
And after the Quebec trip that night upon arriving home
after an exhausting weekend….the shit started hitting the fan with teen crap
with Chase. Yup the fun begins…and continued into Monday and Tuesday and
Tuesday night (I knew I had to wait until they are all 20yrs old before writing
a book with any teen advice)
Stay tuned for teen shit-coming up in future posts!
(so glad I had jumped in the lake that morning before
things got really nasty. Gave me energy and power to deal with him. And with
soft lake hair everything seems juts a wee bit better)
Note to world: enjoy everything before 16 yrs. No matter
how much you think it won’t change? News flash-it does!
