Weekend in the Ville

We decided to take a vacation to Grandpa's house this weekend.  It was very good, but has given me a bad case of the sure is a bummer to be home syndrome.  We got to pick lots of fresh vegetables,  and play in the green grass.  We treated the kids to all the things Rick and I grew up doing.  We played baseball in Grandpa T's pasture.  We pitched tents on their lawns and slept under the stars.  We went to the auto vu to see a couple of flicks.  We floated the river.  We spent an afternoon swimming at Bradbury beach.  We  probably aged all of our skin ten years.  We were dirty, sweaty, and happy.

Mads stuck to her training schedule and put in three good runs.  She ran 8 miles Saturday, after we kept her up until 1 am watching movies at the drive in.  It doesn't get dark until 9, so they finish really late.  I fact that I took advantage of many a weekend when I was teen.  Praise God my kids are so much better than I was.  The Dads took the bigs and the floaties to the river.  They said they saw all kinds of wild life, and not just the kind you hunt in the fall.  Small towns never lack for interesting characters.  Jubilee wanted to stay, which is wonderful.  She was not too sure about this whole adventure after the first day.  We had a bumpy beginning, but we worked through it, and she was ready to move in with my dad.

It is good to be "home" if even for a short time now and then.  I love this small town, it feels very comfortable to me.  Sometimes it is tempting to want to move back here.  My dad's home is a very pleasant place to be.  I just need to enjoy the time I do get to be there, and be thankful for such wonderful memories.