Last
week there was a lot on our schedule, including work, LAX practice,
and domestic duties, but for various reasons things started to drop
off the map. For whatever reason his LAX practice was canceled, and I
was off the hook for work. That left making supper, but when mom
learned that LAX was canceled, she suggested a family hike and picnic
supper at the summit. We were all for it, and instead of cooking
supper, I ran to the store and got picnic supplies.
It
turned out to be a beautiful day and the hike was awesome. A brought
her camera along and she and mom stopped along the way to take pics
while N and I walked ahead of them. It was a really nice impromptu
hike and we made the most of our time off. I love when that happens.
For the record, the kids are incredibly fast walkers and usually
leave the slower old people in their wake. I don't even try to keep
up, but this time around A was slower because she was stopping for
photo ops with mom. I had the task of trying to keep up with N, which
basically meant he was not only going slow, but was taking
intermittent stops to let me catch up. So thoughtful.
Once
at the summit, it was time to unpack our picnic and chow down. I was
hungry and we had quite a nice feast. Somehow context can change
everything when it comes to a meal. Food that taste awesome in one
location might not be as appealing in another. When we picnic on the
hill, we eat simple foods like bread, hummus, olives, tomatoes,
sausage, and cheese. Normally I probably wouldn't consider this a
meal, but when we're hiking/picnicking, it's just right. Funny how
that works.
On
the way down the young folks were once again united and took off
ahead of the geriatric crowd, which suited mom and dad just fine.
When we arrived back at the car, the kids were sitting on the rocks
with a look in their eyes that screamed, "What took you so
long?" The crazy thing is, it didn't seem that long to me.
Until
the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to edwademd for the pic.
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