bracing for the chain gang

back to school is almost here!!

Crap, where is Vivien’s water bottle?

Our trip was a success.  The kids and I raised our game and did better than we would at home. This is how I hide my dirty clothes, muffin top and general filth that occurs after 6 days of travel.  This was our last day visiting the great hall at the Awhanhee hotel.

They were cool with couch surfing through San Francisco and friends opened their

My friend Eleanor even had hand me down toys waiting for them!

homes to us aplenty.

Yosemite area was great.  We ( hopefully) dodged the deadly mice poo and they loved being in nature.   We spent one night at the Evergreen lodge ( loved), and one at Yosemite Lodge.  Room was okay, great to be by the river, but the cafeteria breakfast, blech, awful from bad lighting to the no seasoned eggs.  Glad my husband wasn’t there for that.  Thankfully, Uncle Mark and cousin Lily were there for much needed pillow fight. 

We met up with my sister Cecily’s family there for Cec’s bday.  Once Aunt Cec arrived I Rex discarded me like yesterday’s newspapers.  He was a great traveller and poor guy got car sick on the way home.  Yes, his new car seat was washed pronto.  Yes, he did partially vomit on my face.

They did finally say, “are we ever going to stay in one place more than one night?”  No, sorry, we gotta keep moving.

The laundry is large and I had to get the car detailed when I got home, but it was worth it.  Now, I’m planning lunches, labeling things and looking forward to a blow out tomorrow after drop off because there are twigs in my hair.

I hope they are twigs.

 

Summer bucket list

I might not be the most prolific blogger this week.  I’m working on my summer bucket list.

 

Natural history museum= check

take kids on new light rail = check

picnic across town with old friend in favorite park = check

spend time with Oliver before he leaves for college = check ( and he is gone)

take Viv shopping for back to school clothes = check

Take the kids to the beach = check

 

see my friends who live in greater LA area, but are kind of far out. = 1 0ut of 3 check.  Malibu, yes,  OC, Castaic no.

The last thing on my list is 1) Vivien finishing her summer homework.  It’s so she keeps her academic brain in shape, but truley 70 % I do in the last  2 weeks of the summer. 2) GETTING OUT OF TOWN.  I’m  taking my kids to San Francisco.  I lived there for over 9 years and have some serious good friends there.  My kids are just old enough that a road trip with them doesn’t terrify me and also I think I can do it because I bought  a two screen strapped to the headrest DVD player.  Just used it to Santa  Barbara and with the headphones my life has changed.  If they take out the headphones I go nuts as I don’t think I can listen to “The Cat in the Hat” movie anymore despite my admiration for Mike Meyers.

From SF I am taking them to Yosemite.  The holy grail of spirituality for me.  Growing up we went every year and I was conceived there.  This is the longest I’ve gone without going there in my life.  The last time was the summer of ’08.  Halycon days.  I was pregnant with Rex and the economy hadn’t tanked.  We still thought we had money and had never heard  of Bernie Madoff.  I rented the most expensive cabins for family members, our treat.   The last couple of years between money and Rex being so little I haven’t gone.

little did I know that in a few months my life would be turned upside down

Now, I’m going to the lesser accomodations, but, it’s fine.  I just want to smell the warm pine, I want to feel the cold Merced River around my feet. I want Rex to experience it.  I want my kids to get addicted to it they way I did.  I’m already covered in mosquito bites here, so why not get closer to nature.  I want to walk in the meadow that I walked with my father, looking up at half dome.  Where he told me we owed this park to President Lincoln.  Where my sisters and I floated down intertubes in our river shoes, our mom making hot coco for us at our cabin or tent.

By they way, look how hot my mom is here.  How she could look like that sitting on a rock while staying up in the mountains I have no idea.  I remember my swim suit.  I loved it.

I feel a bit brave doing this without Mark.  I’ve never taken such a an extensive trip with my kids without another adult.  But, I’m tired of being a mommy shut in.  I think we can do it.

The right time would be when we could all go.  But, Mark has to work and my father is never coming back.

The right time to go would be when I could afford several nights in a comfy cabin with a full bath.  But, who knows when that will be.

The right time is right now.  I have to seize the moment. I haven’t been back since my dad died.  I will hear his voice cautioning me not to go to close the falls.  Yelling at me not to order a full entree at the Ahwahnee dining room because it was so expensive  ($12).

I think it’s a shame that the parks are pricing out the middle class.  The nicest hotel there, the Ahwahnee is over $500 a night.  The Curry tents with no bath are $150. Growing up our family would stay one to two weeks.  Not going to happen now.

Next week, we will be back to school.  I will be an assistant AYSO coach.  So, feel the sun!  It’s starting to set. ( slamm door, motor on, burning rubber, see yah)