In the 250's again! Finally!

It's official, I am into the 250's again! 259 but still, being safely out of the 270's and through the very hard 260's, and now I am heading toward my target of 250 by the end of June. I think it's doable.

Now, onto the events of last week! Busy busy and without technology. That makes the Kaveman grumpy!

Wednesday evening, we had to give an information session for Classical Conversations, as Nancy is a director. So we cleaned and cleaned, and I took the boys to scouts, watched the smaller ones, and tried to be quiet.

On Thursday, it was our 15th wedding anniversary and I took the day off. I was finally able to give Nancy something I had wanted to give her for a long time, but we didn't have the money. Not that we have the money now, either! but at least we could afford it not on credit. I replaced her engagement ring. The stone had fallen out and been lost, and it wasn't the most expensive ring in the world. She liked the ring a lot.

We didn't really spend much time together, as Nancy had a tennis match, then something in the afternoon, then there was ballet for frances and rutledge, and a softball game for frances.

Friday, I took the day off as well. Not too much happened. Nancy went over with Rut for a play date, and was gone until about 3, then we left for Westmoreland SP to camp for the weekend.

I did mention I hate camping right? I still do. It's boring. There are bugs, it gets too hot in the day and too cold at night. This is just me - I am perfectly ok with people liking to camp. I just do not. But I went and we set up the tent and made dinner and hung out with friends and that was ok.

In the middle of the night there was much shrieking. How do I know? I was AWAKE, like I am every time I camp, all night. I didn't go out to check because we had the dogs, and kids, etc in our tent and I didn't want to wake them up, but it turns out a daughter of one of the families we were camping with broke open a glow stick and it got in her eyes. Not a good start.

So I lay there that night trying to forget how much my hip hurt from it hitting the ground by about 1 am (I hate air mattresses too!) and trying to forget how much I had to pee. So I made it through till morning, without going completely insane. I got up, got the dogs peed and fed, and wandered around until I found someone making coffee and bartered a cliff bar for a cup. Good trade I think!

After breakfast, the kids and Nancy went to the beach while I read - blissful quiet. I don't think I made any allies with my decision but I didn't care. I got to read when it was quiet!

After lunch, we went to what seemed to be an interesting fossil hunting tour, where a guide took us to a beach where the cliffs were eroding, exposing fossils and shark teeth. Why do I say it seemed to be interesting? Because I got to be the dog sitter! Yes, I got to keep my dogs from attacking other dogs and get dragged around by the leash for an hour while Nancy and the kids got to dig for fossils and play on the beach! Yay!

So I went home early, and read a little longer, while keeping the dogs from being too loud. They came back and I was told to get firewood, so I did and started a fire.

That is when it started raining. A nice steady soaking rain. It wasn't hard enough to put the fire out but enough to soak all humans. The new dog, Helen, was the only smart one, who went into a tent and wouldn't come out. Well, I went into the car and sat. That wasn't too bad.

About 6:30, nancy and a friend took the minivan down to the ranger station - rain all night and maybe even thunderstorms. That was my ticket out. I packed up as much stuff as my car could hold, took the dogs and frances, and went home. I was in a nice warm bed by 11 pm. It was great!

Nancy seemed annoyed when I left, but if I counted the number of times she was annoyed at me, I could call this a small percentage of the times I did not try to appease her. I had had one night of no sleep. I wasn't interested in another, this time soaking wet. Frances sang and played bells in church on Sunday so I would have had to have left at 7 am on Sunday anyway. This was just saving me a sopping wet night in the tent.

So, I am home, and just get into a good patter at 1:30 am when who comes through the door? Nancy and the rest of the kids, who couldn't stand it either.

Sunday Frances sang in church which was very fun to watch, and I got into the most interesting discussion with my sunday school teacher, who is going over Genesis. We were talking about the Nephilim (sons of God) and how they relate in mythology to the Titans or the giants from the Epic of Gilgamesh. Interesting stuff!

After lunch at Martin's, Nancy and the kids were gone for the day, to a birthday party about half the way back to the place we camped, so I didn't see them all day.

I was waiting on a meeting all day, with my boss and boss's boss, about a project we initially didn't win, but were getting a second chance. It didn't happen until 9 pm, so Nancy was pissed that I had stayed home to take a call that didn't happen until they were home. There was no way for me to know that, though.

Sometimes I wish she could see how "inconvenient" her activities are to me a lot of the time - her information sessions, LLL meetings, dinners with friends, community group, tennis, etc. But I don't get all pissy like she does if I have to work extra for something. I just don't get it.

And so here I am today, finally into the 250's. Here's to 250 even by the end of June.