Ryan’s dad also came for a visit. This is basically my glimpse into what my husband will be like in twenty years or so. They fished and arrived home empty handed, sparking an interesting conversation about how fishing is like golf. Apparently it’s the thrill of the catch, not necessarily the idea of KEEPING the catch. I still don’t quite understand the sport of fishing but apparently fishermen (or Ryan) likens the experience to that of going golfing; the thrill of catching the fish is like catching a golf hole? I don’t follow the whole analogy, perhaps someone can clarify, but I think it’s along the lines of conquering something. He tried to relate it to a woman’s love of shopping, which didn’t work on his woman because that is not a relaxing or conquering type of activity for me.
They also started a few household projects one being our air conditioner which is now fixed and renovations on our bathroom and laundry room. More specifically, we are turning our bathroom into a laundry room and transforming our front breezeway into a bathroom. The new bathroom will be immediately off the kitchen, easy access for Luke as he ages, and it will have an outside entrance as well, easy access for any guests staying in our trailer.
The girls and I had a goofy night of making head wraps. Not a lot to say about this but a whole lot of goofiness, giggles, and happiness. Funny how old material scraps can have that affect.
Finally, no date night this week, but we did have a fun family night. I made appetizers, dips and chips and a pioneer woman shrimp dish, which 5 out of the 9 loved. We ended with a fire that despite his best efforts, Ryan finally resorted to making the modern day way, with a box of matches. The kids had a blast, roasting marsh mellows, posing in eerie ways, catching mom and dad letting loose, and having way too much fun creating special effects with the camera.