Now that we have a pool pass we have been spending a lot of time
there. Today we got there late and I didn’t get a lounge chair and had to sit on the grass. I was pissed off. A lot of the kids throw their towels on a chair and then spend the majority of the day in the pool. I think there should be a rule that only adults can use the lounge chairs if the pool is full. I saw a lot of older grandma’s sitting on the grass too and I felt worse for them.
When I was a kid I loved laying my towel out on the grass. I remember sitting there with my friends gathered around and taking ice cream cones and dipping them into small bags of popcorn. Those were some great times. And back then, there were no lounge chairs at the pool so
we had no idea that we were missing out on something. I’m too damn old to be sitting on the grass.
Sitting pool side gives a person a lot of time to take in the sights and sometimes they are not so pleasant. Now I don’t care if you are as
big as a house, you can still wear a swimming suit that fits you. And if you want, you can sit next to me on the grass. In fact, maybe we could help each other get up and we can talk about the skinny girls with the skimpy bikinis and flawless bodies. Don’t try to find a suit that makes you look smaller, they don’t exist. Just buy a suit that covers up the important parts, it’s pretty simple.
We’ve had a lot of firsts occur in the past month. Will rode his bike for the first time with no training wheels; he lost his first tooth and got
his first library card. Mac had a first occur yesterday. We were driving home from the pool when I remembered we needed bread. I was soaking wet and Will didn’t have a shirt so there was no way we could go in the store but Mac had on a cute little cover-up from Justice.
I drove to the Fairway grocery store and parked near the front door so I could see everyone coming and going. She was instructed to buy 2
loaves of Wonder bread; I gave her ten-dollar bill so she wouldn’t have to worry about counting change and told her to go to the express lane to check out. She emerged from the store with the bread and my change. She was excited. “That was my very first alone transaction mom! Can I call my Grandma’s when we get home?”
My mother was happy for her but told her that when I was little I
used to be able to get a treat for myself when I went to the store alone. My daughter was not pleased that I didn’t tell her this before she went into the store. It was then that I had to explain that when I was a kid I had to walk 15 blocks to the grocery store (up-hill), in the pouring rain and then carry home four full bags of groceries and the candy I got was a one-cent piece of Pal Bubble Gum. She didn’t believe me.
Have a super day!