Weekends. . .

Tonight Mom and I sat a bit on the front porch, and we noticed an abundance of cars hauling boats, some cool motorcycles, tons of
RVs... just the usual summer fare of families and friends heading out to seek fun. How does a person do that? For the longest time I have been trying to imagine just WHAT I could/would do if money, time, locale, and logistics were no object. I am seriously at a loss. The above ancient radiator has outlived its usefulness, but it's still beautiful in its design... I was raised to work... very, I mean VERY few vacations and no free time festivities with boats, horseback riding, fishing... Nada, zip, zilch, zero. I didn't realize it but I think I did that to my son as well. My idea of fun used to be to rip into a corner of the house and redecorate, do a craft project... I can't really recall (ever having relations with that woman)=== ha ha.. seriously, no. I can't really recall anything fun I ever did! hahaha.. That sounds lame, even to me... But Friday nights are kinda blah sometimes.. I would have a seriously solemn pity party, but that would call for refreshments, and I'm doing the healthy eating thing for a while, at least. Sleep will knit up the raveled sleeve of care.... My AC is on... I'll probably find a good movie... Have a fun weekend... and if you comment (and I wish you would!), let me know your idea of great fun... It might jog my memory a little.