July 14, 2009

Summertime, and the Living is Queasy....

There. Little earworm for you this morning.

We're headed north for a week soon. I told the boys to each bring a friend. Christer is bringing three. The Poor Sod and I, and 6 teenage boys. For a week. In a little cottage. Pray for me.

They're lovely kids, but they're boys. What it probably would have cost for a week on a beach in February will now be used just for food. And they're the large sort of boys where you walk in a room and just see long legs and broad shoulders kind of draped all over, like ivy gone mad.

I'm about to start madly chopping and cooking - it occurred to me that making a huge batch of spaghetti sauce and two huge lasagnas to freeze would let me escape thinking up dinner for at least two nights. The rest of the time? Even I know you can throw hunks of raw meat at a male near a BBQ, and it will turn out reasonably edible.

I'm counting on them sleeping till noon. I know it's gonna smell like a locker room. I know I will be wading through shoes, and there will be towels hung along the deck like flags at a UN convention. I know they will bonk their heads in the smallish shower stall, and I know every movie we watch will be written by Judd Apatow.

I also know I'm really looking forward to it. And when we get back, I have a day to do laundry and fill up the fridge before heading to the Yukon on a press trip. Well, I'm calling it my recovery trip. And when the boys ask why I'm smiling, I just say it's the cottage I'm looking forward to.

But today, I cook.


Blogger Chris Brown (not the felon) said...

Can I come? I can do all that stuff and sit on the dock requesting beer.

Guiness thanks. Although if you have a blender margarittas are fun. See? It only gets better as time goes on. And this way I don't need the socks. Just sandals will do.

Now excuse me while I go and finish renovating the bathroom. If we leave in less than a week I've got to rush.

July 14, 2009 1:23 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

That doesn't sound like fun to me, it sounds like...hell actually. I suppose it will supply fodder for "family" style articles. Anyway, enjoy your Northern vacation, summer's short.

July 14, 2009 2:14 PM  
Blogger Carolin said...

Well lets see I think a week at the cottage with only 6 teenagers sounds blissful. We on the other hand leave on Sunday to take the teenager (girl) back to camp (she came back early cause she got sick) and are staying for a week. So it will be 100 kids ages 2 -14. And then about 25 teenager staff with 4 adults. And we don't even get a cottage with our own bathroom!!!! But it is beautiful on lake Ontario out near Consecon.
Enjoy your week away and I will enjoy mine. Cause really when you get down to it this is what memories are made of and if anything they are entertaining.

July 14, 2009 2:36 PM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

I'm amazed... no cooking comment from Roz?!?!?

July 15, 2009 11:11 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

all I can say is good luck!!
have a marvelous time


July 16, 2009 7:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm being nice. Besides, when you're cooking for a bunch of big boy-men, they'll eat practically anything.


p.s. I'm speechless about the whole adventure. I know these kids and I can't even imagine it.

July 16, 2009 8:26 AM  

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