Merriewold, New York, May 26, 2007
- Up until Friday night, we had no idea what we were going to do for Memorial Day weekend. I was kind of thinking we'd just stay home and relax, seeing that we have a whole bunch of busy weekends in a row coming up. But early Saturday morning we decided to take a drive, and thus we had a near-perfect day hanging out at our neighbor's family's summer house in the Catskills. The miserable traffic on the New York Thruway made the day not quite perfect, but that wasn't our hosts' fault. No, once we got there, everything was great. We were fed well, I played tennis for practically the first time ever, we all jumped in a lake, then went to the community cocktail party, followed by more food and even some Chinese checkers. It was all fantastic. It didn't make us wish we had our own vacation home, though; it made us wish we had more friends with vacation homes!
We drove home around midnight - leave on a high note, you know - and without the traffic we were home in less than two hours. It was nice to be in our own bed, except I could hardly sleep. I don't know why, but I got less than six hours of very unrestful sleep before I gave up and got up. After puttering around on the computer for a bit, I got out and ran seven miles, which is the longest I've ever run at once. My pace was an unfortunate 7:50, but I'm hoping I can improve. At least I felt good after stopping - until about half-hour later when I just crashed, and then I was completely worn out for most of the rest of the day. Fortunately, I was feeling well again by the time a friend called and asked us out to the Bohemian Beer Garden in Astoria (what a great place - beer, kielbasa, and live Czech music, all outside). A fun time was had for all, but then oddly enough, I had a lousy night's sleep again. Strange.
Monday we stayed even closer to home. Following my half-marathon training schedule, I went to the gym for some strength training (ooh, I'm strong now), and that was pretty much it for going anywhere. Our other neighbors had four of us over for dinner - grillin', of course - and everybody ganged up on me for not wanting to join the Forest Hills Men's Club. Just not my cup of tea, is all. That should have been it, but instead I felt a bit backed into a corner, and with too much wine I was probably a bit more belligerent (* see UPDATE below...) than I needed to be. But so was everyone else. You ever have one of those moments where you start arguing something so vociferously you can't stop? I think we were all there last night. Oh, well. I can't say it ruined the weekend, or even the night, because I did have a good time anyway, but it probably did contribute to my worst night of sleep for the entire weekend.
Well, this coming weekend is going to be great from beginning until I go through withdrawal on Sunday - it's Reunions! Hooray!
(PS - Here are some photos from Merriewold
, if you're interested...)
(UPDATE 5/30/07: My friend tells me that I was "passionate", not "belligerent". That's a much better way of describing it!)