A coffee date with one long-time friend and then lunch today with two others have made me thankful for my wide and special community, ever-changing though it might be. Note: I include blog friends in that community! Unlike many, I don’t have a best friend nor do I want one. I also don’t believe in soul mates, although that stance has brought me much criticism. Having so many wonderful and caring people in my life makes me worry about Younger Daughter–who doesn’t. She used to but has pushed many of them away; in order to have friends, you have to be one. For whatever reasons (insecurities, too much focus on the latest boyfriend) she hasn’t established the kind of relationships I would have expected from her. Yet my shy and reserved older daughter has excelled in nurturing friendships, even keeping some from elementary school and college. Unfortunately, her problem is different: many in her circle are scattered around the world–Senegal, the Netherlands, New York City, DC, Portland. Like me though, she values and works on her social life outside of her home and family. As for her boys, they’re a source of friendships as well, like getting three couples and children together for a weekend here.
Beach exploring was fun, although a little dangerous.
Although I love the beach, I’m not a fan of sand all over me. 🙂
The party consisted of three dads, three moms and four boys–from the youngest (Obro-3) to the oldest Big O (shares his name with Obro) at 7.
Finding baby crabs was so delightful; they tickled!
It looks like they enjoyed the trip with these friends. They had happy smiles in every photo I saw.
In spite of an emergency room visit for nursemaid’s elbow, Obro was still beaming. I’d never heard of that malady; have you?
As for my Father’s Day car show, it was hot, crowded and noisy. There were SO many cars. (duh, I know) I was interested in a few whereas John wanted to look at way more of them. I was fine with that because the people watching was stellar! 🙂 The main thing is that John’s brother D. was thrilled that we came, as were D’s daughter and wife. We admired his classic BMW, only one of the cars that he’s been working on. Although John is mechanically minded, he’s no gear head like D. That’s a good thing since his garage is already (STILL) full of junk stuff from those estate and garden sales. John needs to have 100 a few garage sales himself!
After returning to his house, via several potential fishing docks for him, he made me a delicious chicken dinner, then spent hours trying to get the volume to work on a DVD, so we could watch “The Princess Bride.” He’s never seen it and really wanted to. He finally gave up–which was SO hard for him to do. He’s the consummate problem solver and gifted in electronics. I managed to keep my mouth shut but after a couple hours, I was ready to abandon the project.
Well, actually, after 15 minutes I was eager to move on. After all, I’ve seen the film approximately ten times, most of them in French.
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