After a week off from the newspaper, I definitely found this week tough trying to get back to normal. My energy and motivation were almost non-existent. Or maybe I’m still hungover from New Year’s.
I’m sure I was not the only one. It might take us all a while to get back up to speed.
I know getting Kay-lyn awake for back to school was a chore in itself. No more staying up late and sleeping past noon for my little slacker. She’s not a morning person at the best of times, so Wednesday morning was a little rough on her.
But as I predicted, the kids were spoiled. However, I do wish they would appreciate the gifts they receive and realize how lucky they really are. We talked about that next year, we should provide our kids with a Christmas like we had when we were young. We usually got two, maybe three gifts. One was some sort of toy and the other was clothes. From what I can remember, we were quite content with that.
As Kay-lyn uses her new fancy gadgets she got for Christmas, I was trying to think of what I played with when I was 11 years old. There were no cell phones, tablets or iPods that’s for sure. In the winter, we spent most of our time outside
playing shinny in front
of the shed. We did whatever we could to keep
This does remind me of how creative and imaginative we had to get in order to entertain ourselves. My older brother and I used to play “Paper Tractors”. What is that you ask? Well, when we were at the implement dealerships, we’d grab a bunch of pamphlets and brochures. When we got home, we’d cut out pictures of the tractors and whatever implements, tape them together, and move those around the floor and pretended we were farming. Yup, a little imagination went a long way back then.
Anyways, it was great to back to the farm by Crane Valley. I do wish there was more snow for the kids to play in or to even go snowmobiling. Something you never thought you would hear at Christmas time: “Why don’t you kids go out and play some football?”
Thankfully the weather didn’t warm up too much as to where the ice melted on the pond. It was a perfect temperature for skating. It was also the perfect temperature for sitting on the bench, drinking a beer and watching everyone skate.
The New Year’s Eve cabaret was a good time too, from what I can remember of it anyway. Which I found out this week, I forgot quite a few events of the night. Oh well, all in good fun. Until, I tried to recover on Sunday. That was not so much fun.
Well, time to wrap up this week’s less than stellar “Drivel”. I’m feeling a little under the weather today. But I must say, this is my best column of the year, but sadly, also the worse.