As I sit here typing, Blogger Friends, I cannot lie.
I AM FAT and I AM OLD.
I am out of shape, and God, do my inner thighs know it. I know exactly why I gave up physical activity…umm, it’s called pain. It’s going to take me a week to get over this Field Trip.
Jon decided (and rightly so, it was a great day and the leaves are gorgeous) that we should take Seven hiking to the Cascades yesterday, a local waterfall. It’s steep, people! The hike up is 90% uphill. It’s along the creek, and the views around every corner are so nice, but – huff, huff, huff – geez. Again, old and fat.
Jon carried Seven in the ever-so-manly infant carrier. He was so cute! With only 1/4 mile to go, he finally gave up and fell asleep. So sadly, he missed his first ever waterfall. The two-ish mile hike out was easier than the two mile hike up. Thank the Lord. I think somehow, someway, they are making that waterfall a little farther away each time I go. I honestly think the last time I hiked it I was still a teenager. I think I’ll go sob now if it’s all the same to you.
Just a side note to the Cascades. We noticed so many VT students there. Like, everyone we met aside from a little old couple or two were students. Does anyone remember the days of freedom – no real job, no real responsibility? No baking groups to post for? No real bills to pay? Just living life and hiking the local trails, excited that it’s the weekend and there’s nothing to do. For us, we had to MAKE the time to be together, thrilled to have a whole day just to be with each other and the Boy. For US, it was the best thing we could do. For them, there was nothing better to do.
College sucks.
After our hike, we had a nice little lunch in Downtown Blacksburg at a little Italian place called Ceritanos. We ate the buffet, because it was easier and knew we could more easily feed Seven that way. He LOVED it, and was such a little grown up. While the food was good, I know that if we had ordered off the menu it would have been better…but it was good. A nice lunch all and all.
After linch we headed to Riner to the Pumpkin Patch. Or, as it should be called, the Land Where People Forget How Much Pumpkins Really Cost Because Their Children Look So Cute In A Pumpkin Patch. I’ll post more on it later – it was really, really nice. Stay tuned.
