Because I know you’re all super interested to see what I’m doing over the next two weeks, I thought I’d start this new little blog series. As we all know, my life is way more interesting than the average person’s. <snicker>. Actually, I dropped off my hubby Matt and middle son Aaron in the middle of the night to catch a charter bus to the Philly airport where they are embarking on a 2 week trip with our Boy Scout troop to Philmont, NM. So I thought maybe they would like to see what we’ve been up to while they’re gone. Hence this really riveting series of blog entries that are sure to lull even the most mellow of you into a semi-coma. Feel free to stop here. Or move on if you just can’t seem to drift off late some night and need a push over the edge into dreamland.
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Aren’t these beautiful?! They arrived here at the house for me this morning just because I’m loved and I was so nice as to “allow” them to take a fabulous vacation, which really consists of 2 solid weeks of man/adolescent sweat without showers or deodorant (please, don’t make me come along) whilst I man the fort at home, mow the grass, scoop kitty litter and keep the Sweger household from entering a tailspin. In truth, I’m glad for the opportunity they have to take this trip together. It’s a memory they will never forget. But the flowers were an extra nice touch!
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And after these came, we headed out the door with my sister and niece to BB’s- our little, local Amish grocery store where you can get enough gum to hold together every abandoned building in the western hemisphere for just 50¢.
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We’re also working to put together a little care package to send out for them. We’ve heard terrible tales about using cookies as vehicles for highly coveted extra mayonnaise packets and boiling boot leather because so much energy is expended and everyone is just doing whatever he can to ingest extra calories. That second part might have been from a story I read about a doomed Antarctic expedition, I can’t be certain. Anyway, we filled this cardboard box with some extra healthy items like fruit snacks. All of the Swiss Rolls and Honey Buns are to keep the fruit snacks from getting smashed on their long voyage. The box may or may not also be edible.
Aidan has been bugging me for weeks for me to get out my saxophone and so far I’ve resisted because I know exactly what it sounds like to listen to someone play a saxophone who has no idea how to play a saxophone. It’s on the list of banned interrogation tactics in some countries. You’ll beg to be waterboarded.
I’m already well on my way to bringing a little bit of intellectual stimulation to the summer to fill in the gaps that Sponge Bob leaves vacant. This image of Aidan working on his math is surprisingly more calm than it actually was. There may have been a threat of only a slice of bread for supper if the fact families for the sum of 10 weren’t written down without complaining as if I had asked him to make bricks without straw. (Non-theologians, please refer to the beginning of the book of Exodus for how terribly unreasonable I am. It’s at the front of your Bible.) We muddled through, played a little bit and moved on to reading while biking. I’m sure he can’t wait for tomorrow.
