Actually, I didn’t even really see a boardwalk last week. We did have a fabulous vacation, though. Our weather was perfect and the ocean water was warm and free of jellyfish. Our children, introduced to it by my husband, developed an obsession with the movie “Spaceballs”. Yes, that’s right. Had I seen it first, they would never have seen it, but they fell in love with it and I didn’t have the heart to forbid them from seeing it again. Even after 3yo spent the entire day on Monday repeating his favorite line:“We’re not just doing this for money. We’re doing it for a SHITLOAD of money!”
“Don’t say that sweetie”, I’d say, choking with the effort of restrained hysteria
“But Long Star says it! In the movie!”
“You mean ‘Lone Star’?”
“No, his name is LONG Star”
If you haven’t seen “Spaceballs”, I’d recommend it just for Rick Moranis in the gigantic Darth-Vader-like helmet. His character is named, appropriately, “Dark Helmet”. (3yo insisted on wearing a Tupperware bowl on his head for much of the week). A very young Daphne Zuniga is also quite funny as Princess Vespa, who refuses to get her hands dirty in battle until someone messes with her hair. “They shot my HAIR?” (shoulders an Uzi) “Son of a BITCH”. (This, unfortunately, was 3yo’s second favorite line of the movie)
So here was our typical day:
Have coffee, hang around the house, feed kids breakfast.
Go for bike ride; 7yo on his bike and 3yo on child seat on husband’s bike (daily negotiation with 3yo to convince him that his Tupperware bowl is not acceptable headgear for biking).
Prepare for beach: Sunscreen, beach toys, picnic cooler, towels, 7yo’s boogie board.
Return from beach, shower, clean cooler, hang towels, etc.
Return from dinner. Have a beer and relax while boys and their 7 year old cousin watch their daily screening of “Spaceballs”. Watch Olympics.
Repeat for 6 days.
I miss it already, and I miss summer already. C’est la vie, though. We all have to work for a living. And the thing is that I don’t just do it for money.
I do it for a SHITLOAD of money.