Some People Call Me Mom

Gone Fishin’

I’m going to be dragging my merry band of miscreants children off on our adventure in a matter of hours. The hard part is done - we’re packed up. I hate packing. That, and the after trip laundry are the worst parts of traveling, in my opinion. The kids are actually really good in the car (you do know that I am probably going to eat my words now, right?). The older 2 really do their best to help the younger 2 out and we have bribes. Nameless was the sweetest aunt and sister - she made up little travel bags for each of the kids, including me. So between that and the DVD player we should be golden.

I wrote that post title and it got me feeling nostalgic. When we used to live in Washington we would to go fishing quite a bit. If we were lucky our friend Heather would come with us. There was a little dock just down the street from where we lived and we’d plop down and fish in the Columbia River. The mosquitoes would eat us alive, but we had a blast. I have some really good memories of that time and place.

Something else that I have fond memories of would be my flip flops (may they rest in peace). After a couple of years of service, they just couldn’t go on any longer. They went the way most flip flops go - the between the toe thingy separated from the thong thingy (that sounded extremely intelligent, didn’t it?). Anyway, I am a devoted flops wearer. I wear them until there is basically snow on the ground, then as soon as the weather even slightly warms up I’m back in them. I have become a devotee of Roxy flip flops. I have about 4 pair, the oldest being over 5 years old, and this is the first time I’ve had any issue other than typical wear. I completely blame the woven strap style vs. the all leather.

Of course with the death of a good pair of flops comes the need to shop for a new, shiny replacement pair. That meant an attack on the mall. Which made reinforcements necessary. My friend E is a glutton for punishment and said yes to an invitation to go with me. and my 4 kids. She is a princess among women.

When we were able to pull Liam away from the fountain we checked the usual suspects out - PacSun*, Journey’s*, Tilly’s. It was at the last that the light shown down from the heavens and I found the pair that was destined to be mine. I wasn’t distracted by the other brands (at least not until I had already picked out my Roxy flops) - O’neil, Volcom, Billabong, and Reef. I even found a cute handsome pair of Quicksilver flops for Lach. He was a happy camper as he has been wearing his flip flops from last season - some people might not be aware of it - but 10 year old boys grow a lot! and fast!

(That was a lot about a pair of flip flops. It’s an addiction. Almost on par with my Brick Breaker addiction.)

So we’re off! I’ll post when I can.

*I was really disappointed in the selection at both stores. Journey’s looked like they had put out what was left over from last season, which can be a good thing, but in this case wasn’t .