NON Father's Day at the Lake

Libby and Julie decided we needed to get out of the house, and have a bit of  fun. They decided they would take me to the lake, along with their friends.

I am not much of a lake person. I think the view of the lake, is quiet beautiful, but getting in the lake water, is just not for me. Over the years, this did not really affect me too much. It's dirty, it stinks, and all kind of creatures float, swim, and lurk under the murky water.  Plus, I do not like the feel of the bottom of the lake seeping, through my toes. It's funny because I am such an outdoor person and really do not mind certain things.

Years ago, we owned a boat, and every weekend we would go boating. I did not mind jumping out of the boat in the middle of the lake and swimming. My feet did not have to touch the murky bottom, so I guess it did not bother me so bad. Even when we would go camping and  I took the girls out into the water, I did not mind the water so bad.

I think my opinion of the lake changed over the years because of some of the adventures with Billy. For every boat we owned, he had to make them "super boats", the faster they went, the better. Very seldom could we just cruise the lake and enjoy the scenery, but we had to "fly'' across the lake, jumping waves, and turning the boat into waves. We had to pull floats across the biggest waves we could find and try and knock the person off the float. Billy was a daredevil and loved taking risks. I was never much of a risk taker, so these boating experiences either left us fighting about something, or me taking a nerve pill before leaving the house so I would stay calm. Many times, the various boats we had owned would leave us broke down in the middle of the lake, and we would either have to get a "tow" back to shore, or paddle.

I had a wonderful time at the lake with the girls Sunday. I did try to over come my distaste of the lake, and I managed to walk out into the water, with that nasty, crusty, murky bottom seeping through my toes, fish swimming by, and the smell of rotting fish filling my nostrils. I managed to spend every bit of may be 10 minutes in the water before making my way back to shore, under the safety of the shade trees.

I enjoyed watching the girls, laugh and have a great time out in the middle of the water, and it made me smile and laugh along with them. It felt good to see them happy after a depressing long month.