I was able to make a trek down to the promised land this last weekend for Memorial Day. The whole family was gathered to celebrate a milestone birthday and have the annual dutch oven cookout. In order for the story to make more sense, I need to preface it. Recently I freed up a lot of time and emotion by parting ways with my significant other. No need for tears but the process was pretty brutal. I digress. Since than, I've been pondering life and what I want out of it. I suppose all people in similar situations go through the same thing. Did I do the right thing? Where is my life heading? Now what? Amidst theses perilous struggles; enter the Hurricane. The Hurricane consists of three parts: niece, nephew, nephew. The incredible thing about this Hurricane is I have yet to see it weaken. Let me explain. As a family we all went out to eat in Twin Falls for a birthday. This required the use of two vehicles. I somehow ended up in the vehicle with Thing 1 and Thing 2 also known as me nephews. Words can't describe the journey. All I know is sainthood should be granted to those who resist the urge to strap their children to the roof for trips over 5 minutes. My youngest nephew is usually calm but his animal instincts kicked in as soon as that door shut. I think he could smell my fear. He morphed into this raging beast. Imagine PETA gathering at their annual convention only to find out it is being held at Outback Steakhouse. Now multiply that by Pi. I was grabbing everything I could find to stick in his mouth. Being covered in dirt didn't exclude anything. During dinner, my other nephew somehow managed to lick my tongue while his mouth was still full of bow-tie pasta. The evening could best be described as traumatic. After the Hurricane blew through and went home, I was pondering single life. I realized that instead on feeling anxious, I felt giddy because I knew that a new day would dawn and that day didn't have a single dirty diaper in it. You can't see me through cyber-space but know that I'm smiling from ear to ear.
I do love my niece and nephews. They were the highlight of my trip. I love playing with them and getting them all riled up especially because I know I don't have to take them home. Plus they will do anything for two quarters.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The Single Life? Yes Please
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