For the kind handful of you who subscribe to this here blog, and for the other kind handful or so who click in occasionally, I am thankful.
Because of you, I feel obligated to post every now and again.
I generally dislike obligations, but because I like you, I will post something today.
Actually, I will post 10 somethings today. But be warned, it will be random and maybe even convoluted. However it will likely give you an idea of what we have been up to.
1. I have always been a much better starter than finisher. Which explains why I have 6 incomplete blog drafts, only 3 One Word Wednesday posts, a half painted upstairs bathroom, and a very short stint as a salesperson in my employment history.
2. Even during the second week of June, North Dakota lake water is f-f-f-f-freezing! So cold that only one other group of people at a nearby public lake spot dared venture into the water. They stayed for just a few minutes before heading to the heated public pool. My water-loving kids however, played in and out of the water for a good 4 hours.
3. This appears to be a relatively popular North Dakota sport that I never heard of in Florida.
4. If you decide to play disc golf in a puddle filled park alongside a flooded river, with young children in tow, you should be prepared to shed your shoes, hike your pants up and wade in water to retrieve your discs. You might even retrieve your blue disc from thigh high water near net 7, and toss it onto dry ground where your 4 year old boy will grab it and throw it even deeper than where it was to begin with. After yelling at your son, you might slip and slide through murky water getting wet up to your hips, and while looking for your blue disc again, you might find a pink disc belonging to a stranger with enough sense to write his name and number on his disc with a permanent marker and leave it in the water for some nice sucker to find and return. After you toss this disc onto dry ground and turn to continue to search for your own, you might feel and hear a splash behind you – the splash of a disc landing in the water – because your 6 year old girl attempted to toss the pink one across the water. After chewing her butt and making it very clear to both your kids that they better not touch these discs again, you may finally have both discs on dry ground, but be so disgusted and wet that you call your hubby, who was shopping, to come get you asap. Then while your kids play on the playground and you have a moment to regain your breath and sanity, you may decide to call the number on the frisbee and tell the guy where you will leave his disc, even though he laughs at you because he knew exactly where it was when he decided it wasn’t worth retrieving. He might still be laughing when he shows up with his friend to pick up his rescued disc and waves at the wet woman pushing her kids on the spin saucer. Hypothetically speaking.
5. This band is really good.
6. Mr. Nodak enjoys the eardrum blasting, chest vibrating, breathtaking noise of standing 15 feet from the stage at concerts.
7. Mr. Nodak’s wife feel like she’s going to pass out from the eardrum blasting, chest vibrating, breathtaking noise of standing 15 feet from the stage at concerts. No alcohol necessary. So we moved further back.
8. When Mr. Nodak’s boy was 16 months old, we celebrated Independence Day at Epcot Center. During the last moments of the the fireworks display, you know, the finale with all the popping and booming, this poor overstimulated child yelled out at the top of his lungs one loud continuous cry straight from his gut, for what seemed like an entire 30 seconds.
That’s what I felt like doing when we were standing close to the stage!
By the way, when the fireworks and my boy’s disturbing accompanying shout ended, he didn’t whimper and wail like other nearby children, but he did appear to be shell-shocked, all wide-eyed and silent, causing me to worry exceedingly and check on him excessively as he slept that night.
9. Carefree, fun times out on the town with your spouse may remind you of how awesome he is.
10. Carefree, fun times out on the town with your spouse may remind you of how old you are and why you usually get to bed prior to 2 am.