I Could Handle Cottage Life!
I returned from my sister's cottage late Sunday night, rejuvenated but sad to leave the lake. We had our annual "Sister-Babefest", the three of us. This entails non-stop talking about everything under the sun, games, looking through magazines, doing and assessing each others' hair, libations of choice (mine are always just plain old diet pop!), plenty of snacking, and great meals!
We are fortunate to actually love each others' company and we truly cherish this time at the cottage. Of course, the one brother-in-law, the owner of said cottage, who has to endure all this, escapes on his bike, disappears into town for groceries and volunteers to take the garbage to the dump just to make space! The poor guy! He's a great gourmet cook and doesn't hesitate to use his fabulous culinary skills on special meals. All his endeavours in the kitchen are not lost on us and we look forward to every appetizer (brought down to the beach!) and scrumptious meal.
There was a wicked thunderstorm and we had a power outage for 5 hours one afternoon so we got playing the typical cottage games; Euchre, Cribbage, and an old 1969 version of Password. It was absolutely hilarious! As the martinis and coolers disappeared, the games got proportionately funnier.
The lake was beautiful and man, I'm missing it today...it was 36 degrees Celsius and will be again tomorrow! I seek respite from the steam bath of my house, here in my husband's office after hours.
Meanwhile, I'm still dining on the fresh memories of Sister-Babefest 2006.
Mother of Invention, dreaming of cool waters where the loon's call echoes forlornly across the lake.