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Weekend recap

It’s Monday. It’s Raining. The rain has melted most of the ice and that works for me. Makes a fresh clean slate for the snow that’s supposed to move in tomorrow night. Whee. It’s winter again.

I spent most of the weekend with a fever and chills. With the aid of Nyquil, I also slept most of it away and this morning everything seems to be much better. In fact, I seem to be quite whole again. So, whatever it was, it’s gone. And that also makes for a brighter Monday morning even if the sun refuses to shine.

The lad was also gone for the weekend (which made sleeping long stretches a lot easier), up in New Hampshire someplace. He and a bunch of friends went camping with a group that is somehow related to Boy Scouts, but isn’t Boy Scouts. He’s never belonged to Boy Scouts, but a couple of his friends are involved with this group and got him all fired up to join. They do fun stuff like survivalist camping in the winter, white water rafting and mountain climbling and rock climbing. I think they also plan to head south sometime this summer to do some Habitat for Humanity house building, too.

So he was up there in the snow having the time of his life. When he returned last night, he was one happy dude. They built themselves shelters out of snow and slept in them. Their leader taught them how and they did fine. The lad said that sleeping inside a snow shelter was so warm that he didn’t even need the liner in his sleeping bag. He and his friends had a blast and they’re definitely looking forward to the next time. This was a group of both boys and girls, so it was even more fun, I’m told. I think they picked a good weekend. It was cold enough for snow, but not bitter.

There are times when I think that being 18 again would be a whole lot of fun. And then....I shake it off and think, nope. Things are fine just the way they are.

Posted on 01/30/06 at 06:29 AM
 




pablo

Whenever I’m feeling poorly and want a pick-me-up, I just come to your blog. Works for me.

United States   Posted by pablo on 01/30/06  at  07:58 AM





justme

I hope you are feeling better now! We had that go through this house a couple of weeks ago. Last week was sick free. Little dude woke me around midnight last night and puked at me feet. Gotta love them kids, right?
Kate in all my years as a parent, I have never seen such a mess LOL. I can’t decide if I should attempt to get all the stains out my self or call a professional. He is also getting a new mattress out of the deal. ASAP.
The lad sounds like he has hooked up with a fun group. Good for him. He needs to have fun this summer before going off to collage!

United States   Posted by justme on 01/30/06  at  08:20 AM





Kate

Oy, J. I am so glad that the lad has never been a cookie tosser. I can can count on two fingers the times that he’s tossed anywhere near me. That has the same effect on me as skunk has on you. It gets really ugly really fast.

Hope your little fellow gets better soon. I guess it is the season for it, but still....

United States   Posted by Kate on 01/30/06  at  08:42 AM





Kate

Pablo, you are a breath of fresh air. Bless your heart.

United States   Posted by Kate on 01/30/06  at  08:44 AM





Eleanor

Glad you’re feeling better.  You’re not allowed to feel really grotty on January 30th.  Not this year, and not any year.  Nope, January 30th must always be a really, really on top of the world day for you.  I don’t want you to be ill on any day, but especially not on January 30th.  Yes, January 30th must be very, very special indeed. 

Happy January 30th, Kate! ;)

Canada   Posted by Eleanor on 01/30/06  at  01:25 PM





Kate

LOL! Thank you, Eleanor. Yes, ‘tis my birthday, happily shared with your daughter. Funny thing, I get a do-over this year. For some ridiculous reason, I thought that I was one year older than I really was for all of last year. What a nice birthday present. I’m still the same age. Whoo!!

United States   Posted by Kate on 01/30/06  at  02:05 PM





Linkmeister

Well, Happy B-Day!

I sympathize with that “Oops, not yet” feeling.  When you’re born in a year that ends in zero you start counting your age that way, even if your actual birthday isn’t till November.  For all of 2005 I was saying I was X5, even though I really wasn’t.

United States   Posted by Linkmeister on 01/30/06  at  02:29 PM





Kate

I’ve always kind of envied people with birthdays at the end of the year. They get to have full access before they have to buy it. Me...I only get a 30 day free offer. Not fair. smile

United States   Posted by Kate on 01/30/06  at  03:01 PM





Linkmeister

Ah, but there’s no right of rescission! wink

United States   Posted by Linkmeister on 01/30/06  at  04:54 PM





justme

OPPS! Sorry I didn’t relise it was the 30th! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  red balloon  green balloon  blue balloon  monkey dance

United States   Posted by justme on 01/30/06  at  07:29 PM





N in Seattle

Are you sure you want to be happy that you were a year off?  Sure, it’s short-term memory that goes in dementia, but to those of us with this many years behind us, it seems like a year is short-term.

Is it in my honor that my captcha word is “peace”?

United States   Posted by N in Seattle on 01/30/06  at  11:23 PM





Kate

Yeah, I’ll grab my little victories where I can. A year is still 365 days, no matter how quickly or slowly they pass. I have another 365 days of being the same age as I thought I was last year. It’s a gift of 365 days. I’m takin’ it and lovin’ it.

Strangely, my captcha word is ‘peace’, too. Cue Twilight Zone music.

United States   Posted by Kate on 01/30/06  at  11:50 PM





Kate

Oh eeew. I had to go eat a whole pint of chocolate ice cream after I learned that Dick Cheney and I share a birthday.

United States   Posted by Kate on 01/31/06  at  02:16 AM





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