However, after this past weekend, it's a welcome rest...
I took Friday off for two reasons - my daughter's pre-school/day care was closed (something about one of the teachers getting married... Oh, and did I mention she's the daughter of the owner?) and I needed to do the shopping for our Cub Scout overnight at the local Scout Reservation. We had over five dozen boys from 6 to 11 staying overnight, with the requisite parent accompanying them as well as many with siblings. We planned meals for 165 people.
Can I just say that I am damn glad I have a pick-up truck? And a BJ's membership?
(Side note: I have to give a shout-out to the good folks at BJ's Warehouse. I approached the store manager and told her about our weekend
Of course it was pouring on Friday. Luckily, I've dealt with Mr. Murphy (no, not this one, although I will have to get him on the blogroll one of these days) before, especially as it pertains to camping trips, so I had plenty of locking-cover totes in the bed of the truck. Got all the food and my gear up to the Reservation and helped the other leaders get ready for the weekend.
Saturday's festivities were two-fold, split between chaperoning my Tiger Cub son for the "Belt-Loop-a-Palooza" and popping in briefly to see how set-up was going with our own pack's camping overnight. We finished up the Tiger Cub activites and re-joined our pack for an energetic hike around the Reservation. Upon return, we enjoyed a fun night of charring, then eating, mammal flesh, then roasting unsuspecting marshmellows over a roaring campfire.
Unfortunately, circumstances prevented us from staying overnight - Sunday morning found us in Boston for the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk. It's a leisurely 3- or 5- mile walk through Boston with the obvious goal of raising money and awareness for breast cancer research. My mother-in-law is a BC survivor, and my wife has done the walk for several years. This year, we were going to do the walk together as a family, as our daughter (she of the nose-goblin fame) is finally old/big enough to walk on her own. Of course, as Mr. Murphy figures, this would have been a GREAT year for the boys to have gone their separate ways and stayed at the overnight, but... It was a good time for a great cause, and I'm glad we participated. I just wish it had been a different day...
So... I'm happy to be at my desk...
That is all.
2 comments:
Well, at least you weren't bored. ;-)
Speakin' as the Sister and Aunt of Breast Cancer Survivors, Thanks! I've just returned from a few days with my Sis. It was great to see her so cheerful and upbeat.
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