A Hard Day's Knit

Okay, so Season 1, Episode 5 of Leverage just made me geek out with a Doctor Who reference- Nate and Sophia have ID for Tom and Sarah-Jane Baker. I know a show is right for me when the writers are geeks for the same stuff I am.

Edit: It’s about 7 minutes in to the episode.

After spending last night getting totally addicted to Leverage, I was woken up this morning with the question “Do you want to go tubing on the river?” I muttered a groggy yes, assuming the trip would be later in the day (I’m told it actually was, and that I had merely slept through the time), but by the time I rolled out of bed our ride was already there, and I was searching for my bathing suit. After rushing to get dressed, I piled into some sort of Kia with the family of Steve, my oldest friend (minus Steve, who I can only assume is still asleep even now).

As I got in a few rounds of The Evil, we drove to a small beach in a state park, where the boys (shockingly now aged 14 and 16- I swear they were 13 and 11, like, three days ago) walked a quarter mile upstream to ride the rapids down to the calmer beach on tubes.

That is the boys. I stayed on the calm (mostly empty until the afternoon) beach. There were delicious turkey sandwiches on fresh french bread, potato chips and plums (my third favorite fruit right now, after nectarines and blueberry filled croissants). After splashing around with the boys and getting used to the (seriously freezing in the morning) water, I spent most of the day floating on my own tube. I spent around three hours just working on my tan* and relaxing on the tube.

After my float, I sat at the picnic table and died off, watching the family dogs who had arrived over the course of the day play in the water. After a while, we lazily packed up and left the park. I knit in the car until I fell asleep, and found myself suddenly back home.

Now, I am going to watch some more Leverage, do some more knitting, and possibly take a nap.

Ultimately, the most stressful part of my day was when I returned home with the lake-induced mess of curls I should sport more frequently and was unable to find my hairbrush, but that did nothing to undo a day of relaxing in the water.

*This is a total lie. I do not tan.

So, my vacation wasn’t a day long. It was just an afternoon, but it was damn fun:

I stood under the sprinkler.

I made my favorite tomato basil salad with basil from the garden.

And there was ice cream cake.

There were also some very well trimmed steaks from the butcher cooked on the grill, and fantastic fireworks (which we discovered are just as viewable from the park two blocks away, but with better parking).

There is nothing more relaxing than a sprinkler on a 90+ degree day.