Day 2 - All My Children

Where We Are

OH!  I forgot to mention the new couch in the master bedroom., which is a deep red and works just as well for laying clothes on as the old one. I can also report that the slightly different sleeping arrangements – Tim in the room that Josh used to sleep in, and the girls in the room with two twin beds – worked fine last night. We wondered if Tim might wake up in the middle of the night, get confused about where he was, and crawl into the bed he’s used to, which would have been something of a shock for Tabetha. But nothing of the sort happened, and we had an uneventful night. It was a little odd at first because they’ve put a memory foam topper on the bed Dave and I sleep on, and it takes some getting used to. It’s kind of like sleeping on a giant marshmallow, but I think I like it. Neither of us had back issues from it, which I was concerned about. And there’s a new bedspread too.

Dave and I both work up a little before 8, and after a power breakfast of a hard-boiled egg and some dry Cacklin’ (we forgot to get milk last night) I headed in to town for some yoga. It was supposed to be a 90 minute restorative yoga class, and the first 15 minutes or so were very restorative. But I was the only student, and the teacher was a sub who has done teacher training in power vinyasa but never taught adults, so after that it got to be a fairly active vinyasa flow class. Karen the teacher, who is a real estate agent in her real life, gradually got more relaxed and the class was very fun. She did new-to-me variations on two of the asanas*, and I liked them both very much. After class I bought a birthday muffin for Tabetha and some milk and came back to the house.

Everyone was up and the girls had been  for a walk on the beach, and it was almost time to meet Josh at Pelican Brewing, the brewpub which has gone in where Doogers was in Midtown. Josh’s plan to come out on Sunday worked out well for Dave, because he could bring the grape juice. Since we had such a warm, early summer, Chardonnay grapes are already ripe, so the juice Dave ordered had to be picked up today. That’s why we now have a fermenter full of wine-to-be in the bedroom.

There was a little confusion about the plan, so Josh ended up dropping the juice off here before joining us at the restaurant. We had a nice lunch, although like Wayfarer the food, while good, isn’t worth what they’re charging for it, and Dave and Tim prefer the beer at Bill’s. The funny thing is that now that Tim’s hair is shorter and his beard is just stubble, he got carded. In fact the server even said to Dave, “Is this your son? Is he over 21?” When he had his long hair and beard he never even got asked for ID. Jen and Tabs always get carded, but Josh, who arrived later, did not. I offered to show my ID to the server but he was uninterested.

After lunch Dave and the girls went in to town to get candy and gin and watch some glassblowing, while the boys and I went home for a nap. I napped on the bed, which meant waking periodically to move over as the sun’s angle through the skylight shifted. The town people got home about the time I had to get up because the whole bed was in the sunlight, and I spent a while blogging while Josh and Dave went down to the beach to play catch and everyone else continued napping in the darker, cooler bedrooms. Eventually I also went down to the beach and had a very nice walk in the waves.  The nice thing about low tide in the afternoon is that the sun makes beautiful patterns in the water, which I find endlessly fascinating.

Dinner was at Castaways, which has moved into a new building but otherwise remains unchanged. Our favorite appetizer was the crab fritter, and my favorite drink is the blueberry ginger something cosmo. Dave and Tim would like it recorded that they’d prefer a spiciness level of 3. We had an early dinner so the travelers could get home at a reasonable time, which meant that Dave, Tim & I were home before sunset. Although it was beautifully clear, there was a cloudbank on the horizon so no green flash, and also no high-clouds-turning-pink, which is sometimes the consolation prize for no green flash.

After some post-dinner recovery time (leisure pants for me - this is the third day in a row of eating way too much) we embarked on the games portion of the evening. Two games of trouble (I didn’t win), one game of Sushi Go (I won, mostly because Dave and Tim had never played before, and it’s a little complicated to learn), and one game of farkle that had more discussion of statistics, strategy, and probability than I ever remember having in a game before. Dave won, despite Tim’s last-minute strategic efforts. It was very hot in the house when we got back, so no fire tonight. It is beautifully clear, though, and the stars are lovely - just like our kids.

Tim is lovely too, just not pictured here.

*The two variations were: in Warrior II, bend over with hands on either side of front foot (use blocks), back hip pushing forward, front hip pushing back to open the hips & low back. The other was cat/cow with toes turned under during cow. I was also reading old blogs and rediscovered crunches with knees to one side, shoulders parallel to the floor.