Cathy in the Wright

Why I Was A No-Show...

Last spring when I sat in the title company office signing away for this new cabin of ours, no one showed me the fine print whereby Labor Day Weekend is declared Cabin Owners' Mandatory 3-Day Get Ready For Winter Toil Fest. All my plans for the weekend were shot, largely in part because The VP did read the fine print, and worse, refused to violate the terms of the deed.

I really felt the pain on Sunday, which was perhaps the most beautiful day of the weekend. I missed my soccer game and the bloggers' get-together at Town Hall Brewery. Instead I was dismantling the water trampoline and scrubbing the scum off the underside of the damn thing.

The VP knew I was displeased. He had pretty much resigned himself to spending a quiet evening at home after the work was done. I crushed any lingering hopes with my frosty, one-word sentences. And just to make it hurt, I slaved over that trampoline in my tight, low-cut swimsuit and did a lot of bending and stooping. I'm guessing next year, we'll be hiring someone to do all the winterizing.

Fortunately for The VP, my neighbors invited us over for "a few appetizers and drinks" later that evening. Inside was enough food to tide over New Orleans for a couple of days and the best margaritas I've ever had. A few of the other neighbors stopped by as well and their festive company completely saved the weekend for me. Saved The VP's weekend too.

So, that's why I missed seeing all my favorite bloggers on Sunday. I'm already looking forward to the next meeting, and to make amends, I'll even wear my swimsuit. And I would take it kindly if the next get-together is not watching the Fraters guys play hockey at an outdoor rink in January.

Posted by Cathy at September 6, 2005 07:25 PM