WEEKEND RECAP AKA “My weekend was going good, until…”
Friday evening:
Came home from work and was told that “the kids” wanted to go have dinner at the Clubhouse. The Blue Heron Restaurant here in YLP. I’m usually a little burned out on Friday nights, but the place is only two minutes away, so I figured I could handle it. It’s kind of a “redneck bougie” type of place, so some people go there for a romantical dinner, and others of us roll in wearing our jeans and t-shirts. The kids were a little restless waiting for dinner to arrive, but they were acting alright. Near the end of dinner, I turned to find an old lady in my face and she asked, “Are your kids always this well behaved?” I said “No.” Then I laughed in her face. She said, “Well, I’m impressed.” And that was that. Score a victory for us.
Saturday:
Got up at 6:00, as I do during the weekdays, so I could get everyone ready for our trip out of town to Santa Cruz for the day. We were on the road by 7:45 so I was thinking that we were doing pretty good. We were stopped at a light in Madera when we spotted a car show. Not just any car show… but a “Pontiac Car Show.” How exciting is that? Can you feel it??? Never thought that I’d see such a congregation of white folks in Madera. I’m just sayin’. So, if the rest of the day didn’t go well, we know that at least ONE of us would be happy with the day. We continued on to Santa Cruz and enjoyed our day, frolicking in the sun…doing too much walking… seeing old friends and family, then had a lovely dinner at Aqua Blue in downtown Santa Cruz. Reasonably priced… I had the yellow curry. Wasn’t sure what to expect, but I rolled with it… after all, it’s “vacation” right? Turns out that the curry is mostly squashes. I’m guessing zucchini. Fine, whatever. The curry was spicy enough that I didn’t taste the vegetables anyway, so I’d still qualify it as good! Score one for me. Mothers of the world, rejoice!
Then we got on the road towards home. I took my shoes off so I could relax in the passenger seat for a few hours. Usually I can’t relax when I’m not driving, because I don’t fully trust the guy doing the driving. Stopped in Los Banos to fill up the gas tank… and the Slurpee tank. Proceeded out of town… when what should appear in the rearview mirror? Red and Blue lights. Sweet. We pulled over and the “officer” walked up to the car and shined his flashlight in. He said that he clocked us going 83 out of town. Frankly, when leaving Los Banos, 83 is not nearly fast enough. Handed him the registration and insurance info (all current, duh) and he said that we need to drive slower when carrying “precious cargo” in the back. He said that “as an officer” he never goes more than 5 miles per hour over the speed limit when he has his “precious cargo” in the car with him. Thanks for the advice. But, bonus for me… being pulled over allowed me to take over the driving duties the rest of the way home. No ticket…barely even a “warning”… quickest pull-over EVER! Got home at 10:45 and got in bed… wanted to go to sleep, but we couldn’t take our eyes off of that episode of “House Hunters International”… seriously, I thought that living in London would be way more expensive.
Sunday morning:
Hoped to be able to sleep in a bit… not gonna happen. Baby child woke up early… apparently he got way more sunburned than his previously barely pink cheeks had registered the day before. The upper half of his face was dark red and he was growing blisters on his face. MY SEVEN MONTH OLD BABY HAS FUCKING BLISTERS ON HIS FACE!!! So, that sucked serious ass. Fortunately, doesn’t seem to bother him too much. He doesn’t seem to be in pain, it’s just not so lovely to look at. Note to self: Good parents put sunscreen on their children, even when they don’t expect that said children will be playing in the sun all day. Finished off the day at the in-laws place, playing with family. And watching our Netflix DVD of “2012.” Stellar movie. Just awesome. Couldn’t have figured out a better way to spend 2 hours and 38 minutes if I had tried. That John Cusack has some fucking radical driving skillz… I can tell you that!
Friday evening:
Came home from work and was told that “the kids” wanted to go have dinner at the Clubhouse. The Blue Heron Restaurant here in YLP. I’m usually a little burned out on Friday nights, but the place is only two minutes away, so I figured I could handle it. It’s kind of a “redneck bougie” type of place, so some people go there for a romantical dinner, and others of us roll in wearing our jeans and t-shirts. The kids were a little restless waiting for dinner to arrive, but they were acting alright. Near the end of dinner, I turned to find an old lady in my face and she asked, “Are your kids always this well behaved?” I said “No.” Then I laughed in her face. She said, “Well, I’m impressed.” And that was that. Score a victory for us.
Saturday:
Got up at 6:00, as I do during the weekdays, so I could get everyone ready for our trip out of town to Santa Cruz for the day. We were on the road by 7:45 so I was thinking that we were doing pretty good. We were stopped at a light in Madera when we spotted a car show. Not just any car show… but a “Pontiac Car Show.” How exciting is that? Can you feel it??? Never thought that I’d see such a congregation of white folks in Madera. I’m just sayin’. So, if the rest of the day didn’t go well, we know that at least ONE of us would be happy with the day. We continued on to Santa Cruz and enjoyed our day, frolicking in the sun…doing too much walking… seeing old friends and family, then had a lovely dinner at Aqua Blue in downtown Santa Cruz. Reasonably priced… I had the yellow curry. Wasn’t sure what to expect, but I rolled with it… after all, it’s “vacation” right? Turns out that the curry is mostly squashes. I’m guessing zucchini. Fine, whatever. The curry was spicy enough that I didn’t taste the vegetables anyway, so I’d still qualify it as good! Score one for me. Mothers of the world, rejoice!
Then we got on the road towards home. I took my shoes off so I could relax in the passenger seat for a few hours. Usually I can’t relax when I’m not driving, because I don’t fully trust the guy doing the driving. Stopped in Los Banos to fill up the gas tank… and the Slurpee tank. Proceeded out of town… when what should appear in the rearview mirror? Red and Blue lights. Sweet. We pulled over and the “officer” walked up to the car and shined his flashlight in. He said that he clocked us going 83 out of town. Frankly, when leaving Los Banos, 83 is not nearly fast enough. Handed him the registration and insurance info (all current, duh) and he said that we need to drive slower when carrying “precious cargo” in the back. He said that “as an officer” he never goes more than 5 miles per hour over the speed limit when he has his “precious cargo” in the car with him. Thanks for the advice. But, bonus for me… being pulled over allowed me to take over the driving duties the rest of the way home. No ticket…barely even a “warning”… quickest pull-over EVER! Got home at 10:45 and got in bed… wanted to go to sleep, but we couldn’t take our eyes off of that episode of “House Hunters International”… seriously, I thought that living in London would be way more expensive.
Sunday morning:
Hoped to be able to sleep in a bit… not gonna happen. Baby child woke up early… apparently he got way more sunburned than his previously barely pink cheeks had registered the day before. The upper half of his face was dark red and he was growing blisters on his face. MY SEVEN MONTH OLD BABY HAS FUCKING BLISTERS ON HIS FACE!!! So, that sucked serious ass. Fortunately, doesn’t seem to bother him too much. He doesn’t seem to be in pain, it’s just not so lovely to look at. Note to self: Good parents put sunscreen on their children, even when they don’t expect that said children will be playing in the sun all day. Finished off the day at the in-laws place, playing with family. And watching our Netflix DVD of “2012.” Stellar movie. Just awesome. Couldn’t have figured out a better way to spend 2 hours and 38 minutes if I had tried. That John Cusack has some fucking radical driving skillz… I can tell you that!
**Forgot to mention that during what would normally be my sleepy time Sunday night, I was stung on the bottom of the foot by a scorpion. That sucked ass. Now it is three days later and I have a red bump on the bottom of my foot, and it itches! I'm making sure that I wear slip-off shoes, just in case should need to go crazytown on my foot.**
No comments:
Post a Comment