Monday, July 30, 2007

Roughing it

For the second time this weekend, I took a ride to Silver Lake in Sharon. Kid2 was dropped off, and along with Counselor Asst. Kid1, they will be there until Saturday. I have written about this before, but it bears repeating that it is a bit strange for both to be gone even for this short time. If you visit Patti's blog today about this, there is a picture of the two urchins taken yesterday at camp. I appropriated the picture to the right from the lovely Patti's blog to emphasize this point. Kid1 was in second grade, Kid2 beginning Kindergarten in 1995. Then it was backpacks, yesterday it was: duffel bags, portable fans, sheets, a sleeping bag, pillows, canvas totes, a saxophone, and a hardbound copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. They are not exactly roughing it, but we may be, a bit...

This was our ride, our steed, or our Conestoga wagon for the ride up and back. Compared to a car, it is louder, has a harder ride eats more fuel. But harping about the vices of this particular vehicle misses the virtues when compared to an actual Conestoga: 1) Paved roads; 2) Front and rear A/C; 3) Six speakers; 4) No horse dung, etc. We went out to Bertuccis (chain in the northeast) for a sausage pizza, with a salad of mozzarella, tomatoes and greens in a balsamic vinaigrette, Merlot and a cappuccino. A nice dinner together sans children. To avoid dwelling on anything, perhaps we will prepare a dinner tomorrow of be pasta with artichokes and pancetta. The thought now, anyway at 21:57 EDT

6 comments:

Lynn said...

I forgot...does your steed have a name?

Linda said...

The grow up awful darned fast, don't they?

Looks to be a reliable steed you have there and I'm sure it's most definitely a bit more comfortable than your standard Conestoga wagon!

You really have to admire people who decided to set out to cross the entire country in one of those things! Having driven back and forth across the country numerous times, I have the utmost respect for those of our forefathers who made made that trip!

Enjoy your adult time and try not to miss the kids too much; they'll be back before you know it!

Ralph said...

Lynn, I haven't figured the name of my steed/baby, and the delivery date of same was May 26, 1998...I suppose that "Hey You" might work, or the Australian "Mate" is okay or the German "Dumbkof" might be good, too. Of course, this is from somebody who named a cat "Humphrey"...
Linda, it has been reliable for nearly 129,000 miles, save for the fuel pump. I couldn't imagine travelling to the west coast without an 800 res number for an air-conditioned room :>)

AndreAnna said...

No horse dung? Where's the fun in that?

Thanks for blogrolling me by the way. You'll be up on mine momentarily!!

Joan said...

Somehow your steed sounds a heck of a lot more comfortable than a Conestoga wagon.

the moose buyer said...

I love your "steed". I had one from 1988 to 2000 but had to get rid of it because of the gasoline consumption (even though I now drive an Expedition) plus it didn't do great on the hills around here.

Enjoy your quiet week without the kids.