Yesterday my business partner and I were trying to determine when we could launch our next pilot in DC. I told him we needed to look at the calendar because in a week or so my “summer” started and it was busy. Then I realized how much I was looking forward to my summer. Then I realized how lucky I was to have such a wonderful wife plan out such and exciting summer for me and the rest of the family.
So I doubt this blog entry is going to fall into the “romantic” category. However, if will certainly fall into the “she is amazing category”.
Summer I guess officially starts for us on Friday. A short trip to Chicago. While we have some business planned, you have now managed to add an overnight stay, some dinner/party plans with your friends (I am so excited for you on that on) and I am certain short trips to grab some of my favorite Chicago foods. We can add to that a 90 mile car trip each way with some hand holding, one on one conversation and singing along with whatever we happen to pick on the radio.
The following weekend we took the Milwaukee annual Summerfest extravaganza to a whole new level. Started first with a casual invitation to our nephew and his bride. Grew into the addition of another nephew and finally the 3 musketeers completed with the final nephew. So now it becomes the “pre vacation” weekend. Such fun will be had with mass drinking, tailgating, concerts, fun food, Singstar, brewery tours and so much reminiscing over the all the other times we have spent together.
Barely two weeks will pass from then before we load up the family truckster (thanks Chevy Chase) and head across the country to the actual summer vacation. 2 1/2 days in the car one way. Stops at a few sights along the way. A bourbon tour and experiencing Louisville’s famous downtown atmosphere (you could buy a weekend condo it is so awesome) on the way there. Hours upon hours of family conversation about whatever along the ride. Innumerate times of asking the girls to stop arguing or to take off the headphones and pay attention. Again more hand holding for us, listening to whatever master playlist you created for the trip (come one you know you have this planned) and stopping at a variety of fast food joints we don’t have privy to in Wisconsin as though they were actually part of our vacation.
Then we arrive at Hilton Head. It will be the second straight year there, but this one will be so much better. This time we are with real family. We picked a better house/neighborhood. Know so much more about what we should/should not do. The boys, your sister, our girls and us all in a house for a week. Lots of sun. Lots of activity. Lots of game playing. Lots of Singstar. Sharing every story we have created over the years. Drinking way more than we should. Then actually drinking some more. Creating a whole new set of stories to share the next time we get together. So much fun. So little stress. So many memories.
A week later we head home. 2 1/2 more days in the car, but more stops planned along the way. The Vanderbilt house will be awesome. I know you are excited about that. More hand holding, more MP3 searching, more girls arguing. Just good family time.
So what does all of this have in common? You. What would we do without you making sure every detail was covered? Ad-hoc gathering of the boys. Finding the house. Coordinating the house decision. Planning the route. Taping together the map. Booking the hotels. All so that over the next 4-6 weeks we are able to create a thousand new funny stories, fabulous memories and appreciation of the family we have assembled.
I can’t wait for summer. I think we have underestimated just how packed it will be for us. And I haven’t even considered what we do after Hilton Head. I am sure you will think of something. And it too will be awesome.
So while this entry wasn’t a “romantic” entry, it will serve as a reminder of what our summer and a huge thank you to you for making it all possible.
You’re the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
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