Summer begins!

We went to the lake this weekend!

My sister and I gathered up our children and hit the highway as soon as we could. The boys were to meet us later since they both work later than we do.

The road trip was a bit hairy. About 25 mins in, I turn around and my child is green. Instantly I curse myself for forgetting to buy gravol and dose him up since he has a history of puking in my sister's vehicle. So, we pull over on the side of the road and get him some fresh air. He gets some color back and we head into Podunkville Saskatchewan and thank our lucky stars that we don't live there! We find a drug store and I buy the much needed gravol. All is good.

WAIT! There is a green tent worm on my knee and I'm trying not to panic because I just need to get it off and not scare the children but I'm worried its going to pee or poop some green nastiness on my pants so I slightly panic and then Stacey slightly panics and tells the children to pass us kleenex, but the kleenex is piled under everything that is piled up in the back seat because we had to bring everything we own for two nights. **breathe out** So she reaches down to the floor and grabs a granola bar wrapper and hands it to me. I grab the worm and totally litter that shit out the window. Children see me litter. Crap. Then Quinn says, "Mommy, what's that!?" And I look over my right shoulder and there is one of those giant bugs that looks like a mosquito on roids, and it's sitting there dangling right above my head, so I try not to panic again and I reach down to the floor and grab some more garbage to squish the bug and dispose of. But I grab a cotton ball, that's wrapped in medical tape, and I can see a dot of blood on it and Stacey starts laughing because she is worried I'll freak out more once I realize what it is but I'm all like "Who cares, I had one of your blood checker strips stuck on my diet pepsi like 5 mins ago, I'm not afraid of your blood! I am, however, scared of this life sucking mosquito thingy!" I managed to kill it and litter out the windowone more time while the kids sit and watch. I had to!

Stacey and I have a past history of throwing shit out the window on that road. One time, when we were teenagers, we stopped for McDonald's on the way to the lake. Stacey had to get a cup of ketchup. Yes you heard me a cup, not a squeezy packet or two. A whole cup. So then after we were done eating, she tells me to litter the bag out the window (I KNOW! But we were bad ass teenagers. We don't do it anymore..only bugs and bloody cotton balls..promise!) and so I throw the bag out the window, and then she realizes that we forgot to throw out her ketchup cup...So I toss that too but I toss it allllll wrong. Ketchup is all over my hand and the side of the car. Napkins you ask? Nooooo, the napkins were in the first toss out. Serves us right, I know.

Anycrap, we had a fantastic time at the lake. The kids made friends with the neighbour kids, and they basically stayed in the lake the whole day. The men made fire AND fire works and we had good times relaxing by the fire at night. Plus, we saw fire flies!

I. Love. Summer.

The End.