What A Weekend, And It’s Not Over Yet!

So how’s your Memorial Day Weekend going? 

Are you having an adventurous weekend, like I am?  

On Friday night, we piled into the van to head up to Christie Lake with our friend Mike and his two kids.  We had a late start and arrived there around midnight.  The oldest and the youngest kid fell asleep shortly before we arrived.  When we pulled up into my parent’s driveway, I tapped David on the shoulder to wake him up.  His hand lashed out and whacked Steven in the face.  Steven woke up crying.

We ushered everyone up into the house and the kids were settled into bed after a few rounds of picking on each other.  The rest of us didn’t get to bed until three a.m.

The next day, my dad informed me that he couldn’t find the plugs for our ski boat.  A few weeks ago, he decided to get the boat ready for us, but he somehow misplaced the plugs.  We tore the house upside-down looking for the parts but couldn’t find them.   I drove over to a local boat shop to pick up extra plugs.  I took one look at the plugs and I thought they were a little bigger than what I remembered.  I had them look up the specs for our motor, and they insisted they were right size.

We spent most of the day Saturday putting the pier in the water.  We have a new pier system that was much lighter than our old one, and it took us a while to figure it out.  The water was cold, but not too unbearable. 

I was holding up the end of a pier, waiting for the guys to bring out the next section and I watched Steven slowly wade into the water.  All of a sudden, he let out a gasp.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“My balls!” he said, oh-so-matter-of-factly.

I let out a huge laugh.  My ten-year-old had never used those words before.

“It feels like my balls are covered with snow,” he explained.

By this time, I was laughing so hard I could barely hold the pier up.

“Or like they’re in a refridgerator!” he continued.

Good gosh, the kid cracked me up!

The new pier system didn’t let us off easy.  We ended up with scratches and bruises from wrestling it into place. 

This morning,  Joe, Mike, my dad and I headed up to the shed to take out the boats.  The plugs didn’t fit–they weren’t the right size.  So we decided to put the pontoon in the water instead.  I backed up the four-wheeler and the guys hitched up the pontoon.  As I was pulling it out of the shed, there was a huge “snap!”

The hitch bar broke in half.

Fortunately, we were able to use Dad’s SUV to get the pontoon in the water. 

Later in the afternoon, a mechanic came out with spare parts and plugged up the engine.  “You can go ahead and put the boat in the water,” said Dad.

But the way the weekend was going, I had a feeling that we should check out the plugs and make sure nothing was leaking.  I went to get the hose to hook up the engine “ears” and the darn hose wouldn’t budge.  It was a tangled mess inside the automatic Sunbeam hose winder.   Once we finally got the water running and the ears hooked up, I started the boat and checked the engine.

So far so good, no leaks on one side.  I checked the other side.

Holy Moley, water squirting out!  “Cut the water,” I told Mike as I ran to shut off the engine.  Water was pouring out over the wires. 

“Are you sure you tightened up all the plugs?” I asked the hubby.  He was sure.

We ran it again to see where the water was coming from.  Shut it off again. 

“You’ve got a crack!” said Mike.  Sure enough, it looked like the water was coming through a crack in the engine.

Lovely, just lovely.

I hope you’re all having a better weekend!