The kids are all off at String Camp in Ontario this week where they are having a whale of a fun time at my cousin Chandra's house when not busy playing their instruments along 70 other young people who are attending. Chandra happens to be an amazing photographer (see photos above or visit her photoblog ) as well as a wonderful hostess to my darling girls and their friend.
Although, I would like it to go on record herewith that I question the wisdom of giving Opera Diva the keys to a pick up truck for the duration of their visit. Certainly not because I think that Opera Diva would be anything but perfectly well behaved and courteous on the road. Her driving is impeccable, somewhat cautious but always law abiding.
No, my concern has much more to do with her passengers. These two young ladies, Mini Me and her best friend, are not to be trusted. These ladies are TROUBLE! Mini Me has recently posted the following description of said pick up truck on her Facebook page:
"having tooonnnsss of fun!! you should see us driving our pimpin farm truck, music full blast, windows down"
Oh my. This is not good.
NOTE TO SELF: Send Chandra a very, VERY LARGE bouquet of flowers and offer to send her on an all expenses paid vacation to the Carribbean. She's gonna need it by the time my girls leave!
Mind you........I haven't heard a WHISPER from Danny Boneduce ALL WEEK LONG! I hope he has been minding his manners. Here he is in the green shirt, for all intents and purposes, very studious and serious about his Cello playing. But.......beneath that mature looking facade lies a teenager.
"Danny? Danny are you out there? Behave yourself son. And don't forget, just because I haven't heard a PEEP out of you, doesn't mean I don't know your every MOVE! I have eyes in the back of my head and blogger peeps in every city! They are keeping me informed so WATCH YOUR STEP"
"Oh yah, and I MISS YOU like crazy!"
So, seeing as our household was completely empty this week, we decided to take a vacation and go to the lake.
The peace and quiet is a little disconcerting at first. Without the sounds of the city to fill our thoughts, no train to disturb our reveries, at times the quiet is seriously deafening!
Our morning cup of coffee has never tasted better. Mind you, I took along a can of Tim Horton's fine grind blend, so I wouldn't have a complete absence of all my city luxuries......
The empty chairs around us remind us of how solitary we are in this little piece of paradise. Not a single responsibility or care in the world......
We can EAT when we want..........
We can sit by the fire and look deeply into each others eyes lovingly for hours on end.......Please do not think too deeply about WHO may have taken the photo seen here above since it will ruin the theme of my blog post regarding our SOLITARY vacation. I will flatly deny that my father-in-law and mother-in-law and my 2 nephews were at the lake as well since it just doesn't seem quite as poignantly carefree and romantic as the spirit of this post was meant to be!
Rather, imagine if you will, complete serenity and peace as the lawn mower leisurely cuts its way through the soft, new green grass......until a SHARP sound rings out like a shot.........
The newly installed telephone is calling us back from our lazy reveries and back to the real world.
It's Junior on the other line. He has stayed behind to keep things running at the farm since Arnold Schwarzenegger and Fifi are off in the Peat Bogs of Quebec this week and we are having our second honeymoon at the lake. SOMEONE has to water the flowers!
"Dad, we have just had a drive-by shooting at the Brown Park greenhouse location. At 2 o'clock in the morning, the front of the house was sprayed with bullets. The Mexicans were sleeping in their bunks and the bullets missed their heads by just 12 inches! The police have the whole road blocked off and the K-9's are out hunting for clues to who did it."
"Don't worry Dad. Everything's under control. It's just a couple of holes in the house."
Yup, that's my life. EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL! What's a few holes in the wall here or there?
(Crime Scene Photo credits of the bullet ridden house and police presence go to GROWER GIRL. Thanks for sending those. What would I do without you?)
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