Long Week

Hey! Deb and I are going to be on Newschannel 13‘s Live at Noon TODAY talking about great Capital District summer traditions happening this weekend.

What else is going on? Well, with the combination of her big sister away at camp, her BFF on vacation, and zero camps, J is bored, bored, bored. Twice this week she’s announced that she’s bored before 8 am! My answer to that is, “You’re not allowed to be bored if it’s before 8 am or if your room is messy.”

Needless to say, sweet J is makin’ her mama cray-cray.
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Camp Scully

It’s been a month already since we had our camping weekend at Camp Scully, and somehow I managed to skip actually publishing this post. So here are some pictures. Camp Scully is a day and overnight camp located right in North Greenbush. We didn’t go there for campy-camp, but it was such a lovely little spot that I thought I should document and share.

They’ve just built a couple of new cabins–here’s what one looks like inside:

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Hair Watch 2014

We’re due for an update on M’s hair after the Gala Head Shaving Event back in April. Here’s the current status:

 

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When M’s hair was first shaved, she literally scared me a couple of times when I’d caught a glimpse of her and briefly thought that there was a young man in my house. I’m not even kidding. Once I gasped out loud and had to cover it up.

But it’s funny, because right now, her shock of super-blond hair standing straight up on her head looks so much more like her Bad-Ass personality than that sleek, bouncy ponytail that I once loved. Yes, it was pretty. Prettier than average, even. But nothing extraordinary. This punky ‘do captures the M of this spring and summer perfectly, just as much as that shiny dome was the perfect illustration of the gutsy shave when it happened.

But it also feels like the hair’s been pretty slow to grow back. At the end of the school year, M reported that everyone else who’d gotten their head shaved had grown enough hair that it had flopped down, lying flat against their heads instead of standing up like her little crop of wheatgrass.

Before we went on vacation, I called to set up hair appointments for all the girls in the family (you know I hate to get my hair cut, but it has to be done occasionally). When I first called, I’d expected the typical several-weeks-out wait, but apparently a summer slowdown was in the works. When the receptionist told me that we were welcome to come in just a few days later, my response was, “Uh-oh. I’m not sure if we’ll have enough hair to cut in a few days. We needed those extra weeks, I think.”

Sure enough, the stylist took one skeptical look at M and advised us to reschedule the appointment for early fall. But it’s getting there! M’s heading off to overnight camp for the week starting tomorrow, and I think the standing-up era is almost over. I’m actually going to miss this hair!  But meanwhile, we’re hoping that we can turn it into some super-stylish pixie for the beginning of school.

 

Happy Summer!

Yep, aside from my crazy food revelations, I’ve been pretty quiet. We went on vacation, a week spent on the Outer Banks in North Carolina. In the past I’ve tried to gather up guest posts, but this time, since I’ve been posting infrequently anyway, I just let it slide.

I’m pleased to announce that we completed all of that driving with no one vomiting at all!! Woo, hoo! If you know our history, you know that that’s a significant accomplishment. I had both the girls put on those accupressure bracelets as soon as they got in the car. I think that they really help. As long as you’re wearing them immediately. If you wait until you start to feel yucky, all hope is lost for you.

We hit quite a bunch of traffic on the way down south, finally ending up at our hotel in Norfolk, VA, near midnight. At that point I was driving and Cute W was navigating, and it was getting a little snippy, I must admit. The girls had both been sleeping in the car, so they roused themselves enough to take a little tour around the hotel, because that’s part of the fun, of course. It was a downtown building, so it had some fun architectural elements, like a big, semi-fancy staircase instead of fire stairs, and a door that opened directly onto an old iron fire escape over the city street, where it sounded like pretty much everyone in town below was having a better time than we were. Not that competition was stiff.

We got to bed pretty quick, but somewhere between 1 and 2 am, the fire alarm went off.

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The Plan

For the past month or two I’ve been doing something the new: The Lyn-Genet Plan, which is an eating plan that is supposed to help with inflammation and weight issues. I didn’t mention it before because. . . I don’t know. I’ve never been a dieter, really, and I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to stick with it, so I just decided to keep it on the down-low until I felt like it was worth sharing about it. But it’s been pretty helpful, so here’s the post.

On Easter, one of my sisters said that she was going to start “The Plan.” At the time, she was pretty excited about it, but her enthusiasm was decidedly not contagious. “You start off with something like flaxseeds for breakfast,” she began, “and then for dinner you’ll have a carrot-beet salad. . .”

“I’m going to stop you right there,” I interrupted. “That just sounds way too hardcore for me.”
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Quick Quiz!

Which of the following do you guess has occurred at my house in the past few days?

A) Our previously quite cooperative cat has begun a Reign of Poop Terror, soiling our new quilt twice, along with Cute W’s duffel bag and our living room rug;

B) I lost it completely and blustered to my children, “I want to send you both to your room right now, just because you’re both so annoying!” which led to some tears and eye-rolling, but not to anyone actually going to their room;

C) While cooking up a storm and listening to an audiobook, I used kitchen shears to cut off the stems from a massive bunch of kale and then spent a good 5 seconds wondering why it was so quiet before I realized that I’d cut my headphone wires in a sad multitasking fail;

D) My 12-year-old, who is in charge of giving Madison the Fish breakfast each morning, mentioned in passing that she “actually hasn’t fed the fish in about a month;” or

E) All of the Above.

Oh, come on, you guys. You totally know the answer to this one.

Little Free Library

Yesterday J and I took a walk around the neighborhood in search of our new neighbor, a Little Free Library. We’d heard it was on Myron Street, and I guessed blindly and took a right turn  that was also correct, heading  headed off Grand Boulevard and toward Nott Street. It’s rare that I guess right, direction-wise.

So it wasn’t long before we found it. In fact, J ran ahead and yanked open the super-crafty-and-adorable handles.

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Embracing Summer

On the first Friday of summer I decided that we needed to seize the summer a bit, so we went strawberry picking at Bowman Orchards.

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I don’t think that we’d ever gone to Bowman for the strawberries before. It was surprisingly busy. In fact, when we saw everyone, we were all a little worried that the place would be all picked over. Turns out that that wasn’t a problem:
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Summer Begins

We had an inauspicious beginning to summer vacation, a day marred by rain, rain, rain.

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Also, the kids were crabby. I can’t remember why they were crabby, just at this moment, but they were. Wait: it’s coming back to me. M spent the night at a friend’s house, so the first day of summer began with J by herself. I asked her how she’d like to start vacation. Her First Day Of Summer Wish was modest:
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Mexican Radio

So, we’ve visited Mexican Radio! Actually, we’ve visited Mexican Radio multiple times. It’s World Cup soccer time, and we have no cable. So there’s been a number of outings to bars lately, because Cute W is obsessed, M and I are very interested, and J will happily come to watch if it means sodas, Shirley Temples, Buffalo chicken wings or nachos are involved. But Cute W and I also had a date there–woo, hoo! We went on a Friday, fully expecting to wait around quite a bit, because, really, hanging around and drinking margaritas while chit-chatting with your spouse ain’t so bad. And we did wait, but we had a lovely time.

So! First, I should tell you that Cute W was extraordinarily excited for Mexican Radio. If only someone would give him a massive amount of capital, he has all sorts of economic development schemes that he’d like to implement in Schenectady. We’ve been pining for a sit-down Mexican place with margaritas for a very, very long time. Actually, we would have liked one on Upper Union Street so that we could each drink a pitcher and stumble home, but we were still psyched about Mexican Radio. And Cute W particularly likes to see businesses that are willing to invest in creating an awesome experience for customers (as opposed to when folks half-ass it–insert passive aggressive link here). So the gorgeousness of the new building and even the oh-so-slowness of the opening, only increased the hype in our household.

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