Summer time and my brain turns to mush. Not too many serious thought roll around my brain this time of year and laziness sort of creeps into my every day living. My already lackadaisical attitude towards housework falls into almost a non-existence state. It does get fired up if company is coming. (Although the definition of company gets looser in the summer, too. Have you been to my house before, then you’re FAMILY, no need to clean for you!) There are new definitions of clean through out the house:
Kids Room: is there a path that you can safely get from your bed to the bathroom in the middle of the night? Okay, you’re good
Living Room- Again clear path for walking. Are the clean clothes at least folded and is there room for at least on adult or two kids to sit on the couch.
Kitchen/Bathroom- floors aren’t sticky and there’s nothing growing in any of the areas with water.
The Yard - Can the lawn mower dudes run the mower without running over a barbie-pokemon-soccer ball-wagon? Cool.
My evenings consist of lounging around with the kids, the Olympics were an awesome excuse to watch more tv in two weeks then we normally allow in a month’s time. Once the kids are tucked in I wave to Patrick as he heads out for a jog and surf the tv until I find some crime-porn to watch. (Patrick’s definition of all the serial crime shows I can’t seem to get enough of, even if I’ve seen it 6x already). When Patrick gets back from his run I’ve probably shifted from a sitting position to a reclining position, using the pile of folded laundry as a pillow. (You need clean underwear? Check the dryer or the couch)
Now this isn’t too say we haven’t had a busy summer. Oh, lord no. We’ve been camping, boating, walking, swimming, hoola-hooping and practicing for our own Olympics. There’s been Puppet camp and Invention Camp. There’s been bar-b-ques and many random evenings sipping wine with good friends. Summer reading, hikes and concerts in the parks. Patrick finished Grad school, opened a play and is getting set to give the commencement speech at graduation in a couple of weeks.
There have been concerts by the kids featuring songs from “The Sound of Music” as well as Katy Perry, Taylor Swift and original songs by N & L to round off the bill. We’ve been treated to the kids penchant for turning every car ride into a rolling opera (my personal favorite includes a battling vocal duet about Skippy John Jones the Siamese kitten who thinks he’s a Chihuahua ).
Whew.. For a lazy summer it’s been a busy one.
Eventually my thoughts will turn to the end of the summer and the new school year. In about two week’s time I’ll get obsessed with the messy house again. That dresser in the kids room with the broken leg, yeah that’ll get replaced. Those holy tennis shoes and to small rain-boots, time to replace those too. (Who notices feet growing when you’re barefoot or in flip-flops all summer?). Too small clothes will make way for things that fit and are appropriate for public viewing. (Don’t really care how they mix and match their outfits, but we do insist that underwear be worn under their clothes and also not on their head when headed of to school)
There’s calenders to be filled with school events, dance classes, dentist appointments and theater rehearsals. Patrick will begin looking for a library job in earnest and I’ll buckle down and get my stage mangers kit ready for another season.
But...before all that there’s still a birthday adventure at Oaks Park on the books and a secret trip to Enchanted Forest. There’s more ice cream in the fridge and berries for pies. There’s a pool party and traveling relatives to entertain.
There’s also no shortage of crime porn for lazy hot summer nights, so if you’re in the neighborhood bring over that bottle of wine, pull up a corner of the couch and sink right in. The viewing is fine.
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