The Great Weekend
It was a great weekend by any account. There were birthday parties attended, fathers day gifts unwraped and strange stew-like meals et. The weather was fair and what rain there was, was light and soon turned to sun.
Friday afternoon I took the oldest boy to a party at Owen Beach in Point Defiance Park. Though the sound is freezing cold, the boys didn’t seem to mind and spent most of the time splashing about in the water.
Saturday night The Prairie Dogs played a show at Kings Coffee to about 30 or so people. It’s actually a good amount to come see you play at that place. It’s not very big and it makes for a nice cozy atmosphere but also one where everyone has a place to sit down. Doug brought his whole band to open up for us. Not sure that’s really what I had in mind when he asked if he could open up for us but there they all were. His band is good but they don’t really mesh with what we’re trying to do so it made for a rather disjointed gig. They brought a lot of their own people with who, after his band finished, stood outside and chatted throughout our entire show. Anyway, not sure we’ll do that again.
Sunday was nice. The oldest boy bought me a lime press cause he thought I needed one and Sweetie bought me a globe cause I said I wanted one. I’ve always liked globes and lately the older boy’s been asking questions that are most easily answered with a globe. Like why are the days longer, why do we have seasons and how is it possible for it to be day here and night somewhere else?
We spent the afternoon at my folks with my nieces and nephews, eating a strange peanut stew with brown rice and fruit salad. The kids played well together and it wound up being a nice time.
Sweetie and I stayed up too late last night and paid for it this morning. I’m tired, I woke up late and I can’t seem to shake the cobwebs out of my head. The youngest boy has started a habit of waking up close to five in the morning and crying. Sweetie got out of bed and fell asleep with him on the older boys bed. This was possible due to the fact that the older boy wandered into our room to sleep at around two and though our bed is rather large, managed to spend the entire night pushing me off of my side to the point where I’m balanced on the edge, with my pillow in the uppermost left corner and my blankets mostly gone. So after a peaceful nights sleep, here I am wandering about the mill in a foggy haze, bumping onto things and spilling my coffee onto my desk and finding ways to waste a little time before I get into the meat of the day.
Friday afternoon I took the oldest boy to a party at Owen Beach in Point Defiance Park. Though the sound is freezing cold, the boys didn’t seem to mind and spent most of the time splashing about in the water.
Saturday night The Prairie Dogs played a show at Kings Coffee to about 30 or so people. It’s actually a good amount to come see you play at that place. It’s not very big and it makes for a nice cozy atmosphere but also one where everyone has a place to sit down. Doug brought his whole band to open up for us. Not sure that’s really what I had in mind when he asked if he could open up for us but there they all were. His band is good but they don’t really mesh with what we’re trying to do so it made for a rather disjointed gig. They brought a lot of their own people with who, after his band finished, stood outside and chatted throughout our entire show. Anyway, not sure we’ll do that again.
Sunday was nice. The oldest boy bought me a lime press cause he thought I needed one and Sweetie bought me a globe cause I said I wanted one. I’ve always liked globes and lately the older boy’s been asking questions that are most easily answered with a globe. Like why are the days longer, why do we have seasons and how is it possible for it to be day here and night somewhere else?
We spent the afternoon at my folks with my nieces and nephews, eating a strange peanut stew with brown rice and fruit salad. The kids played well together and it wound up being a nice time.
Sweetie and I stayed up too late last night and paid for it this morning. I’m tired, I woke up late and I can’t seem to shake the cobwebs out of my head. The youngest boy has started a habit of waking up close to five in the morning and crying. Sweetie got out of bed and fell asleep with him on the older boys bed. This was possible due to the fact that the older boy wandered into our room to sleep at around two and though our bed is rather large, managed to spend the entire night pushing me off of my side to the point where I’m balanced on the edge, with my pillow in the uppermost left corner and my blankets mostly gone. So after a peaceful nights sleep, here I am wandering about the mill in a foggy haze, bumping onto things and spilling my coffee onto my desk and finding ways to waste a little time before I get into the meat of the day.
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