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After all the yard sale-ing and cellar bleaching we did on Saturday, Corb decided to surprise me with a mystery ride to Horseneck Beach the following day,

I haven't been in years, even though it's located close to my parents' beach house. Hmm, maybe that's why I haven't. Who would go to a busy beach in the summer when you can relax at a secluded beach house instead?

Summer's ending, it's after Labor day. And, the weathermen predicted it would rain. Meaning, the beach was pretty empty. There's something kind of special about an empty beach.

Corb and I walked for about seven miles along the shore. Enjoying the feel of the sand squishing between our toes. The salt water licking at our heels. There were more seagulls on the beach than sunworshipers. Some white and fluffy, others gray and skinny. The seagulls, I mean. Are the male seagulls the ones that are white and fluffy? Typical men, all about plumage.

We passed an area full of jellyfish. That was scary. Another area where you'd take a step and your feet would start to squish into the sand. Quicksand gulch.  Another area filled with late season surfer boys. That was pretty,

"I want to rent a beach house next summer," I remarked as we made our way back to the car. Still two miles left until we reached it.

"Maybe somewhere like South Carolina. Myrtle Beach, maybe."

I traced a dirty picture in the sand with my big toe. "I was thinking around here. That way people could come visit us for a day or so."

"But if we rented a place in the Carolinas, we could get other people to pitch in and rent it with us. Your parents. My mom. Maybe Pauline."

"The kids would have to be with us full time, then. If we rented it around here, we could get a free day or two."

Corb snickered. "Like that could happen. One of these days we have to start taking vacations alone."

The thing is, I kind of like having a mix.

Still. Dreaming dreams for this summers ahead. I kind of like that feeling. I kind of like today.

Afterwards, a trip to one of our favorite restaurants, Lindsey's. A lazy man lobster for me. For Corb, his absolute favorite, chicken croquettes. I was tempted to have a martini but refrained.

WHAT I LEARNED: Some days are meant to be cherished.
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Corb and the kids, 100 years ago

"So I came home and I realized I was all alone. You know? And figured I had the pool all to myself. Went upstairs, got changed into my swim trunks. Five seconds later, Theo runs in with two teen-age boys. There goes that swim."

I could hear the irritation in Corb's voice, but chose to ignore it. "Good thing you decided to wear a bathing suit," I sniggered.

That's been the story of Corb's life the past few weeks. Friday night, Theo decided to have ten of his best friends over for a pool and Smash Brothers party. Six of them decided to stay over. Did one of his lady friends? Damned if I know. It was not a happy day for Corb, especially coming as it did during his sainted birthday week-end. Plus, Corb's been bickering a bit with Ashes, about foolish things, like where we are going to have supper or whether she really needs to take the entire bottle of Tylenol to go to Josie's house, when just a few will really do.

What this all really means is it's the end of the summer and the kids are starting to get on his nerves.

I keep trying to remind him of one thing, however. In seven days, all his worries and irritations are over. Because this time next week...well...

BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE!

Oh...wait...did I sound a little excited about that?

I mean...empty nest syndrome. No little feet pattering around. I can completely walk around my house naked for days on end if I want. I won't have to buy lunches, pick anyone up. I'll have complete control of the TV remote. The music on the car. Won't have to drive the kids to work. Won't have to worry about them coming home late.

Yeah, that's kind of sad.

*giggle*

BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE!

No, no, NO! I will miss them, really I will!

And truth be told, this has been an awesome summer. Theo has been out all summer long partying with his friends and even Ashes, after that one bumpy night at the start of the summer, has actually had some great months. She's seen a ton of friends, gone out to clubs, slept over houses, had a huge birthday bash, and worked all summer long.

Maybe the kids are growing up. Maybe they're no longer so dependent on us. Maybe they won't be there every night the way they were. Not the way it used tpo be, back in the tiny apartment I moved into after moving out of the Homnestead. Ashes, doing her homeowork and singing songs about herpes of the armpit. Theo, watching Doctor Who with me every night in our fold-out bed, as I served him tea and chocolate chip cookies.

Yeah, I will miss that. Such great times. Great memories. And only seven more days to go. And then Theo is a freshman in college and Ashes is a senior for the first time (but probably not the last) and the house is kind of quiet. Just me and Corb and the three cats and dog and eight ghosts. Not-so full a house. It's going to feel weird.

And yet...

BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE! BOTH KIDS ARE GOING TO COLLEGE! WE ARE TOTALLY GOING TO BE HOME ALONE!

Hmmm. Not tired of that one, yet!
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A week vacation? How nice, don’t mind if I do.

It’s been a strange week, though. Now that the kids are growing older and we have this big old place called Green Victoria. Used to be that we didn’t have enough room for anything, so we’d have to pack up our bags and actually go somewhere. Plus, we wanted to go somewhere…anywhere…we were so sick and tired of the same four walls containing us.

This year is different. I am still trying to get used it.

Theo, for one thing, has been practically non-existent. He’s too busy hanging out with his friends and working. He’s gone on exactly one day trip with us this week, to Canobie Lake. And even then? He brought a girl with him. A GIRL, of all things! And they spent the entire time walking around and doing rides on their own. We ate supper with them. That was it.

Annie’s been to more things than Theo, in some ways, even with a new job and a two year old. Or at least, she’s been more physically present. But of course, that’s different, too. Her focus is on a two year old that is just waking up to the world and what it has to offer, and is keeping busy getting into this and that and this.

Ashes is of course there. She likes being with us, but also, I think she wants to cling to being a kid for as long as she can. And of course, that’s not good. One of the biggest things I am grappling with this year is trying to find the right ways to properly equip her for what it means to be an adult and be responsible and be on her own. I haven’t entirely been successful. It concerns me a great deal. It frustrates Corb to no end. And I think it’s bewildering for her, too: there’s the world, it’s spinning so fast. How do I hang on for the ride?

And speaking of rides, this week has gone by far too fast. Can’t someone slow it down just a little please? I am not ready for it being even close to Monday yet. I need one more week before that happens.

(Note: cross-posted to tjalexian.com, with a far tamer photo! But far fewer problems, too. I think it's the visual editor function on LJ versus the HTML function. Live Journal seems to want you to force you to write in the HTML tab.)

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