A day of fun on the lake...we convinced Fannie that we wouldn't go fast and she agreed to join Sunny and I on the Ski-Bob. Considering we were behind the pontoon, we weren't really cruising...just enough for the girls to have a great time.
Though it did bring up a memory of B.C. (before child): at a family reunion camp weekend the summer before I was pregnant with Sunny, my siblings and then boyfriend ( now husband) were out on the lake tubing and kneeboarding. I say kneeboarding because none of us were cool enough to know what a wakeboard was. Nevertheless, after a slow little pull with my 10 week old puppy on the tube next to me, my dad thought it was time for my younger brother...the second born, to join me on the tube just like old times.
***Warning, the content ahead may be TMI.***
Just to give you an idea of what exactly "old times" meant...when we were kids, my dad would tear around the lake trying to lose any or all child-like cargo on board any flotation device attached to the boat he happened to be driving. There were times when we'd roll on top of the water and only get wet because the rolling met a huge wave and, BAM, under we went ( while the others in the boat laughed hysterically until it was their turn.) SO, my brother Jason and I get on the tube and dad starts pulling us around the lake. We get a little cocky and hold on with one hand, start goofing off a bit, then realize dad's speeding up a bit and pulling corners pretty tightly. We were getting knocked around something fierce, when, between sprays of water into our faces, we began reminiscing ( yes, we were on a tube in the middle of the lake being pulled swiftly by a boat) about these exact times from when we were young. Before we knew it we were cracking up, I mean we were L-A-U-G-H-I-N-G so hard...you know when you can't catch your breath, that kind of laughing.
***Here's the part where I tell the truth.***
I am laughing so hard ( and realizing I ought to do this more often) that I begin to pee myself, and it wouldn't be so bad if I were solo, but my kid brother was just inches away from me. I am trying so hard to tell him that I am peeing but my must have looked like a lunatic. To top if off he managed (between cracks) to comment on how warm the water suddenly felt.
That was it. I couldn't hold on one second longer and I rolled both of us off the tube where I swallowed a gallon of water ( because I was still laughing as I hit the surface). Needless to say we were dying when we tried getting into the boat because of the whole thing.
My stomach muscles were so sore the next day ,but it is one warm ( no pun intended) memory of my brother I will never forget. Good thing he's still around, so I can poke him about that time his big sister peed on him on the intertube...didn't matter that we were in our twenties, we were having a great time.
Hope you're enjoying the summer sun!
Comments