My Weekend

After work on Friday, we packed, waited for Grandpa Mike's flight to get in, then drove for 3 hours to get to the ocean. We got there around 10 and proceeded to set up our tent. In the dark. Then Vince blew up the air mattress without the help of a pump, since I'd forgotten to bring one. While blowing it up, he noticed a leak. He patched that, finished the mattress, we threw down the sleeping bags and crashed. A couple of hours later, I woke up to pouring rain and a completely flat air mattress. I laid there on the ground, trying to go back to sleep and not touch the sides of the tent, and thinking about how well the weekend was starting.

Saturday morning, we woke up to sun. It had rained all night, and the underside of the deflated air mattress was soaked, but neither of us got wet at all. We had breakfast and went to the beach. At the beach, we played soccer and flew kites. Well, Vince and the kids played soccer. I just flew kites. It was pretty damn fun. Then we went into town to go to the grocery store. I had a tantrum, we got food, and went to a cookout. While we were eating, I decided to have a beer in spite of the fact that I've been having those damn headaches, which can be triggered by alcohol. So I got a headache. It started mild, to lull me into a false sense of security, then brought the pain during the middle of the night.

By Sunday morning, the headache had subsided. Right in time to pack up to drive home. In the RV. Which has beds in it! So I got a nice long nap to make up for a couple of nights of crappy sleep. That worked out well, since when we got home, there were already people here to help us get the downstairs back together. We have the rec room mostly back together and started on the cabinets in the kitchen. Almost all of the stuff has been brought back in from the patio. But not all. Two weeks until the wedding, and we're not finished.

Flying kites is fun.