"So I'd like to know where, you got the notion
Said I'd like to know where, you got the notion" - The Hues Corporation
Merriam-Webster's
Definition of vacation:
Main Entry: 1va·ca·tion
Pronunciation: \vā-ˈkā-shən, və-\
Function: noun
Usage: often attributive
Etymology: Middle English vacacioun, from Anglo-French vacacion, from Latin vacation-, vacatio freedom, exemption, from vacare
Date: 14th century
1: a respite or a time of respite from something : intermission
2 a: a scheduled period during which activity (as of a court or school) is suspended b: a period of exemption from work granted to an employee
3: a period spent away from home or business in travel or recreation
4: an act or an instance of vacating
Nothing we did today fit the above description. Try as I might, I was unable to find the definition that describes vacation as "one or more family members acting as valet, doing dishes, cleaning up, and washing clothes in a remote location".
"Rock the boat, don't rock the boat baby
Rock the boat"
We had breakfast, got the kids washed up and then headed out for the day. (Mom and Dad decided to "sit this one out") First there was a visit to the Currituck Lighthouse. My sister and I hid out in a dark, cool theater room, while my husband and the kids visited the Lighthouse. They did not go up into it, but explored the perimeter. "The Boy" almost stepped on a snake and so there was a bit of drama associated with that. Of course he was almost killed, and came within moments of experiencing a horrific death by poison. If you happen to be a reader of my regular blog, then you would already know that this type of Oscar winning worthy performance was to be expected.
Afterwards, we drove a few miles up the road to a local driving range and played a round of Putt Putt golf. It was "Paradise" (har har!) My sister paid for three rounds, but one was quite enough for us. It was a bit too warm and the public display of poor sportsmanship on the part of my niece did not help matters. As long as she was "winning", everything was fine...but as soon as the going got tough, the golf putt suddenly morphed into a baseball bat. "Our love is like a ship on the ocean
We've been sailing with a cargo full of, love and devotion"
After Putt Putt, we went to a candy store, where my sister picked up a few packages of salt water taffy, then to Wal-Mart, to pick up a few things; (the most important "thing" being deodorant for a family member who was truly "armed and dangerous") and then it was back to homebase for dinner, where we ate leftovers from yesterday. Mom, Dad, and my sister went out a bit later. We were supposed to go with them, but I was exhausted. I was really looking forward to the mental break. The togetherness is nice, but this is really not my idea of a vacation. I would love to just sit around and read, but everyone seems compelled to having to do, to do....something. The kids are at that strange age where they do not need to be watched closely, but they are not to be trusted alone either. I am ready to go home now. (See 'vacation' definition number 4)
"Up to now we sailed through every storm..."
If the definition of vacation cited above is to be believed; after this, I am going to need one...
My sister says she is ready to leave... now. I agree with her.
"Rock the boat, don't rock the boat baby
Rock the boat...don't tip the boat over..."
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