My Perfect Day {Warning: May Contain Happiness}

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Another beautiful summer day here in sunny Auckland: a long weekend, about 27 degrees outside, and ideal beach weather, so Missus Case and I packed up the car with Little Case, sundry picnic necessities, a bucket and spade, and a few beers, and headed to the beach, about 15 minutes drive away.

We found a prime shady spot under a pohutukawa tree, spread out the blanket, and then took Little Case paddling: he was a little wary at first, but soon took to it like a duck - I taught him to float for the first time, and he splashed away happily. The sea was like a bath, and I had a good swim myself.

An hour or so of this, and it was time to eat - we dined richly and well, and then Missus Case took him to build sandcastles while I sipped beer and dozed in the shade. The tide had gone out by the time I’d finished, so we dug in the sand, investigated rockpools, picked up shells, and generally startled the local molluscs and crustacea.

Late afternoon, and time to head home: no-one was in the mood to cook, so we picked up some fish and chips and a few more beers on the way back. Little Case fell asleep almost as soon as we got home, so we put him to bed and then gorged ourselves outside in the garden, then sat outside drinking beer in the cool of the evening.

We went back inside when the mozzies came out, and now I’m tired, full, slightly sunburnt, still sipping beer and listening to Exile On Main Street. And happy. Did I mention happy? That was a perfect day.

So, how was *your * day?

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Sounds like a great day indeed!

I lounged around for a suitable amount of time, wrote an e-mail to my sister, who has finally started talking to me again, went grocery shopping with my friend, then played Scrabble with her and our new roommate. It was a lazy but good day.

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It was a beautiful sunshiny day here too, but never above 0C all day. The snow was sparkly and it was the long-awaited day of my younger son’s first kindergarten play. He was going to be Hamutaro banging a taiko drum, among other things. But I had been up half the night with him puking, and he still wasn’t right this morning. So he has been laying on the sofa all day dozing feverishly, my older son has been making lego dinosaurs in his pyjamas all day, hub came home from a night shift to be told he had the choice of one old mattress on the floor as every single bed had been puked in. I called the outlaws who came and bailed me out by watching the kids while I went to the coin laundry and did four major machine loads of urked upon belongings.

But we are calm and under control and after MIL has spent half a day at my house it is now clean and tidy. So not a perfect day, but not too bad a one either.

I envy your salty-skinned tiredness - heaven, that is!