Summer Nights

One of our last summer weekend is fading with the sun and I am trying to take advantage of it by sitting in my glider with a good book and an even better glass of wine, just drinking in the gorgeous evening.

I just got done washing my car – a task I detest more than. . .gosh, I don’t know what but I hate it pretty damn bad. It was disgusting though and even I couldn’t stand it any longer – I would have the sunroof open, cruising with some good tunes and fretting about the dirt, grime and dust that covered every inch of that thing, inside and out.

Now, after 60 full minutes of washing, scrubbing, dusting and vacuuming, it is once again shining as well as a 6 year old car can. I can’t believe how generous Brian is sometimes – letting ME get the new car, once we take the plunge, letting ME get the nice cell phone on our package, swearing he could care less what kind of phone it carries as long as it takes calls and keeps a charge. *sigh* I am trying to savor this contented moment – seems like something always manages to come along and spoil them. If you let it.

Maybe I am still basking in the glow of out afternoon sex romp – it had been too long, people. WAY too long! But something about being together as long as we have and it only took one look to pass between us and the next thing you know, we both had ripped off our clothes and jumped on the bed.

The Little One spent the night last night (GOD – I am a sicko, how can I segway from sex to our 6 year old goddaughter!!!) and we had a nice time with her yesterday. Her birthday is next week so we talked with her parents about our gift this year and we all agreed that we could be the ones to buy her first big girl bike for her. She still has a tiny 12 inch bike with training wheels on it and growing like a week, hasn’t fit on it in almost a year.

BUT – she has been too scared up to this point to even try and learn to ride a bike without training wheel.s Oh – Brian and I were so cocky that we could talk her into trying. I think our first mistake was surprising her with the trip to Toys R Us to buy the bike – we just kind of sprang it on her and she never got time to wrap her little mind around learning to ride it. You could tell she was petrified in the store, as we were picking it out – not enjoying the moment of having her choice of any bike she wanted but worrying about the possible falls and scraps to come.

It was kind of sad – she really is a timid, scared child sometimes and I know she gets it from her mother. I have known her mom since birth and I could spend a couple of entries talking about all of the things that scare her. She can’t swim, never got her ears pierced, can’t put eye drops in her ears, shuns all things outdoors for fear of bugs, pollen, sunlight, AIR. . . .OK, that might be a little exaggerated but it does seem like it always something.

And little kids pick up on that – they can smell the fear and pretty soon, it is ingrained in their little minds until someone can pry it out. Well – it wasn’t happening yesterday- we worked with her for about 30 minutes to ride that bike before she basically gave up. I was very disappointed in her but refused to show it until Brian and I were alone. She isn’t my child and the last thing I want to do is scar her for life because we didn’t handle the situation correctly.

So, we stopped. We played with her inside, we played with her outside and later that afternoon, we took in a baseball game at a local minor league stadium here I nour town. The girl had never been to a baseball game before and really loved it. The food, the music, the games they played to entertain the kids – it was neat to watch it all for the first time though her eyes – I was so glad we went. Of course, her interested waned about inning 5 and 6, so we blazed outta there, stopped the the Chocolate Café for a treat and then to home for bath and bed.

Today, we got up and watched High School Musical 1 and ½ of High School Musical 2 – of course, two of her favorite movies and she knows the words to all of the lines and songs by heart. I figured I better check this out since 3 is coming out in another couple of months and while I have seen commercials and clips online, I didn’t really know what it was all about. WOW – talk about sickening sweet crap! When I was her age, our examples of high school were sneaking peeks at Grease as our babysitters watched it after we supposedly had went to bed. Loose, slutty girls who smoked, drank and wore tight leather pants – now THAT is what I wanted to be when I grew up! *grin* I am not sure where is worse – that or a totally unrealistic picture of what high school will be like where all of the different cliques get along and when they get into a bind, band together and break out into song?

She was whooped when we took her home – a function of keeping her up WAY past her bedtime last night and playing with her outside yesterday and today. That child NEVER gets to play outside at home. Never. Her parents won’t let her play outside herself, not even in her own backyard – for fear someone might come by and snatch her so she can only go out when her parents can accompany her. And do you remember me mentioning above how fearful her mother is of the out of doors? And her dad works 12 hour days, is 400 pounds and works outside all day so the last thing he wants to do when he comes home is play outside. He wants to sit his ass on the couch and read a book, watch TV or screw around on the computer. Which leaves Little One stuck in her room, playing by herself most of the time.

We had a blast – throwing the football around, playing soccer in our backyard, even just sitting on the swing on the deck and playing Go Fish. At least she got some fresh air in her lungs and sunshine on her face for once.

Speaking of – my sun is fading fast and I would like to get back to MY book and my glass of wine before Brian gets back from his bike ride. I think I might be a little . . .busy. . . when after he gets home!