Lake, laughs, and urrr…
Yesterday really ticked me off when I deleted my entire post! Reflecting on how the friendships of three families. Not sure why we were invited to the lake house… but it has been a nice adventure. The host family and ours have known each other for many years but only in the last 6 years spent so much time together and even out of that we got ostracized the past two.
Relationships baffle me anyway. I mean how can you put what I want to put into a friendship and have very many. Learning that I am not the best at entertaining was a humbling experience. But when I don’t have to deal with drama I am certainly better off.
We had a nice adventure yesterday. Taking the two jet skis we managed to get to a little beach area here on the lake and float around and suntan. Three of us per jet ski, we let the teenage daughter drive my husband and I. She thought it was funny to listen to Mrs. S scream please slow down. She hit a few waves to continue to get a good reaction from me as my husband hung on to me on the tip of the back of the seat.
Then my ride back to the house was so fun, NOT. I road with the fourteen year old on the tube. Figuring they all knew I had already been scared to scream on the jet ski. Nope this time it was the husband, no not mine either. He zigzagged around hitting waves bumping us and swirling us and hearing me scream at the top of my lungs. I was sore and scared and pissed off by the time we got to the house. “Damn you when YOU are fifty one years old I am going to put you on a tube and flip you around!!” He laughed and said, “I have made too many enemies with the tube, I will never get on it”. How do you do that kind of stuff to friends!? I certainly couldn’t.
As we unloaded stuff and people my husband steps off the jet ski into a hole in the dock and all but broke his knee. But the more frightening part was no one saw what happened and he had gone under and couldn’t get his head up out of the water. He was colorless when they finally saw his hand come up and grabbed it. He said he was afraid that if his knee did break the pain was going to cause him to pass out and then he would drown.
So the adventure to the sand bar was totally nerve wrecking! And nope I wont ride with them anymore on a jet ski. Actually I feel certain this could be our last time here. This was a nice, generous offer of friendly hand shake, but they have more in common with the family that use to be friends with us as well. The other family is also my employer and nothing else to me and my family.
Sunday Mass, a small lunch and we will be packing up and heading out of here. It will be with great relief to go home and next time I will think before saying such a quick “yes” to an invitation.
