Yesterday was cooler and not quite so humid, so we headed on over to Sugar Creek yesterday afternoon for our annual putt putt challenge, with lots of breaks to get all the grandkids to pose just so.
I know I say it every year, but this is the nicest putt putt course in the whole wide world. Shady, fans everywhere, a little stream, in the woods. Perfect.
We skied yesterday morning (my arms are sore this morning to prove it!), I practiced diving (something I never quite learned as a kid and have decided I want to know how to do even if it means looking like a dork while learning!), and I caught a fish! On Emma's princess fishing pole, no less. The fish was small and I sort of freaked out when it came up looking like I'd hooked it in the face rather than the mouth. Luckily Dad was there to set it free while I looked the other way and breathed deeply.
Ozarkland. I need a charm for my bracelet and am thinking about the hillbilly girl for this year. Audrey and Emma have allowance burning holes in their pockets, and Ozarkland is filled with all kinds of things they'll just have to have. It's the place to go if you want to decorate your house in Betty Boop. Or John Deere. Or Elvis.
Perhaps the outlet mall. I saw a cute pair of jeans at the Gap outlet the other day and want to go try them on. They're cropped rather than capri (I'm just not a capri kind of a girl) and would be great with penny loafers and a cardigan for fall. Very Nancy Drew.
Opening ceremony for the Olympics tonight. With pizza.
And I'm sure there will be some swimming on the boat and at the pool. Popsicles or six. And reading.
Tomorrow is Audrey's birthday, so there will also be some cake/dessert making. I'd better go find out what she wants.