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Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Summer Fun

I do have a half-completed post about the rest of our trip, but haven't had the mojo to finish it yet. Once you get home from vacation, it's too late, isn't it? Life keeps happening and before you know it another week has gone by.

Life last week, while busy, was quiet - Jesse and the girls went away on Wednesday with a group from the neighborhood, to a cottage at a country club in the Hill Country. There were four adults and four children, and they loved it - swimming, golfing, playing poker, playing tennis (3 games / 7hrs in one day!) and thrifting. I was all set to join them on Friday after work, but their cottage had been double-booked, and all day Friday we scrambled to find alternate lodgings. Our criteria: beautiful and free.



We found it, and had a relaxing weekend, mostly sitting right here.



The pool sits outside a ranch house belonging to friends of friends out near Wimberly, and it's perfect for large groups - we ended up being a group of 14, including two adorable french teenage girls who screamed every time the younger girls showed them a dead bug they'd discovered. Needless to say, that happened a LOT. The main room houses a player piano, with what seems like an infinite array of music for it; nonetheless, the girls chose the Mickey Mouse theme song repeatedly. M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E!



On Sunday, as we were cleaning up in preparation to go home, as the children were playing La Vie en Rose, a few people were sleeping or reading on the couches, the teens were dancing in lazy circles in the living room, and others were mopping, sweeping, and wiping counters, Paula pointed out that the scene was straight out of an Almodovar film.

No more trips planned for the summer - Jesse starts school in two weeks, Hazel turns 8 (EIGHT!), and then the kids go back mid-August. We'll just have to find our fun closer to home.

2 comments:

Krispy said...

Sounds like it was perfect weekend. Nothing beats screaming french teenage girls.

peevish said...

Those photos of the landscape are so serene. I can't even hear the screaming.