I have found, in the spring of my 40th year, that I have this need to be in the sun. I want to be outside, feel the sun on my face (properly sunscreened, of course) and enjoy the outdoors.
I've never really thought of myself as an outdoorsy sort of person. I was the kind of person who would be in the air conditioning on the 4th of July, rather than outside battling mosquitos to watch fireworks. I didn't like to sweat. Didn't want to be away from the TV and electronics. I didn't see any need for summer and warm weather to change my daily routine.
I think it started changing last year when we started spending our vacations in the woods. Suddenly, I wanted to be outdoors... all the time. I spent an entire day at the pool, watching Chesney swim. No don't get me wrong... I'd still rather be in the shade than in the bright sun... but I want to be out. Not sitting indoors when the weather hits 60 degrees.
I've been dying to go to the lake. Not swim -- because I'm not insane with it -- but be by the water. Sunday, I convinced my family to join me. We tried a new to us lake, and we liked it (at least better than the one we usually visit). I think I've got them talked into buying an annual pass to the lake so we can spend the day there whenever we want.
I need to work on the menu. I didn't take nearly enough food (which strangely enough, it would have been plenty at home, but I guess being at the lake makes you work up an appetite). Brady's picky, so that makes it difficult. We need another lounge chair. But it's going to come together. I'm going to say that come June, you can find us at the lake every Friday for the rest of summer. I can't wait.
P.S. Sorry for the cheesy Haygoods song reference. I cannot get it out of my stinkin head. It's apparently the soundtrack for our lake visits.


