Last Tuesday Mr. Mate and I returned from a week long trip to Chico to visit with family and friends. Mr. Mate was the best man in his fourth wedding (four times a best man, never a groom as I like to say), and we got our first taste of temperatures over 83 degrees. It was heavenly.
|Water wings and pool basketball.|
Summer heat in Chico settles between 90 and 100 degrees Fahrenheit and you’re able to sit in the shade and let that bone penetrating warmth do its work. It’s my kind of heat. Well, my kind of heat when a pool and/or air conditioning is readily available — and luckily, that’s exactly what we had during our stay.
Before leaving Seattle I told Mr. Mate in a very severe voice with my brow furrowed, that after his wedding obligations were finished we were going to sit by the pool and make people come to us. Imperious? Yes. Necessary to ensure we got our quota of summer? Absolutely. Did that happen? No.
|Had a tuna sandwich. No hot dogs or iced teas were consumed.|
As it turned out, I was the one making us leave the cool recesses of the pool. Both of our families live in Chico (or vicinity) so everyday was filled with at least two visits to grandma, dad, mom, sisters, brother, etc. etc.
|I lost to my 8 year old nephew.|
After five days of heat, we loaded up the Fit and began the 660 mile drive back to Seattle. I felt a little sad–my pool time had been pathetically small. But the time spent with family had been important and fun. I got to meet my nephew who is a roly-poly 19 lbs at 5 1/2 months, and play cars, bean bag toss, and fly balsa wood planes with my two other nephews. My brother, sister, and sister-in-law drove up from the Bay Area which made it possible to share a bit about our lives in person rather than through infrequent phone calls and letters.
|Mile 10,000 on our Fit. Somewhere in Oregon.|
It was a good trip. A day or two more would have been perfect, but Mr. Mate had to get back to work and I did too.
|Delicious summer snack|
In the week since we’ve returned, despite feeling that I should be focusing on work, I’ve had a hard time getting back into the swing of things. Sure I’ve done everything absolutely necessary, filled orders, met deadlines, but summer is finally here. The streak of multiple days with 80-some-degree temperatures have slowed me down to a summer’s pace and I’m going to savor it, store it up, and worry about my todo list later.