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It seems like I should have a lot to say yet I can’t think of anything to say. And since Carol has informed me that I am “WAY behind on blogging” I figured I should ramble to make her happy.
July 2nd – I started a new tradition. It is a tradition where Aunt Cindy is going to take one vacation for each month in the summer and hang with her incredibly adorable niece (Livi) and nephew (Jack). Seeing as how they are 2 years and in utero they can’t much say no and Katie didn’t say no either.
So for our first ever summer adventure Aunt Cindy, Katie, Livi, and Jack went to the Children’s Museum at Union Terminal. (Why am I referring to myself as Aunt Cindy….cause I like the ring of it!)
So how do you judge if a 2 year old has a good time? Sure she played, laughed, and smiled from ear to ear and all of those are a good judge of how she felt. But personally I find the fact that she was asleep before we even got out of the parking lot to be a good indicator as well.
I have some pictures but since I wanted to hang out and have fun I didn’t pack the “good” camera. The pictures suffered a little bit because of the decision but I’m not worried because the decision to be present and have fun was the better one.
Friday – was nice because it was my paid holiday from work! Gotta love doing whatever, not having to burn vacation and still getting paid! Friday entailed going to Wal-Mart and purchasing my very own (blue) fishing pool and various fishing gear. This was really the only out of the ordinary event.
Saturday – the intention was to go fishing at a big pay lake in Lawrenceburg, IN. But the rain that was coming made the plan shift to going fishing at VOA. I will admit fishing was Stephanie’s idea. She wanted to fish and I though ok why not. I have heard rumors that fishing can be relaxing. My previous experiences fishing were not relaxing because my Father was always getting on me for talking, moving, and breathing – which apparently all affect your ability to catch a fish.
I agreed to fish with a couple of conditions -
1. Don’t make me bait the hook and should I catch a fish don’t make me take it off the hook.
2. Don’t laugh at me too hard when I suck at fishing.
3. Please allow me to talk, move, and breath.
Stephanie being the trooper she is (or wanting to fish really bad) agreed and off we went.
Much to my surprise (and Stephanie’s I believe) fishing and me clicked. In fact we clicked so much I caught 5 fishes! (Ok I want to leave it at that but I’ll be honest – they were 5 small bluegills that might have weight a pound all together in a wet towel. But still I caught 5 fishes!)
Stephanie didn’t have such good luck. Perhaps it was because she had to bait my hook, take my prize winners off the hook, and agreed to allow me to talk, move, and breath. But I will admit I had a good time enjoying the fact that I caught 5 fishes and she caught none.
Saturday I also watched New in Town, which I really enjoyed. It’s has Harry Connick Jr in it, so that might have been a big reason I enjoyed it and wanted to watch it.
Sunday after sleeping in (which is a rarity) I decided to be really adventurous and check out Findlay Market. I’m not sure what I expected but it wasn’t what I expected – but it was bad either. It reminded me a lot of markets I visited in Europe. I was shocked that it didn’t take long to walk through (just under and hour I believe). Granted I didn’t shop hard or anything. I was just going to check it out and see what it was all about.
Later that evening since I was apparently in the movie mood I finally watched Transformers. It was good. Although I didn’t really know much about Transformers so I had some questions about what the good and bad guys could and couldn’t do. Overall the movie was good. It doesn’t make my top ten or anything but it certainly wasn’t the worst movie I have ever seen (Howard the Duck).
Oh yeah I also went and took my sparrow tattoo design down to get a price and talk to Tracey about it. More than likely on Saturday evening my feet will finally start the process of getting the sparrow tattoos I have been wanting for years.