June 19 09

You can add one more thing to the big list of things I don’t like doing:


(no I’m not proud)

I am not much for swimming. I mean, the idea of swimming to me is when I am lying out beside the pool with an ipod, a good book and a giant beverage, and the heat becomes unbearable that I have to go into the water to cool off. But then, you know, you are dry in 18 seconds. I am not much for being out in the rain…no matter how bloody sexy that scene in The Notebook was. Hell, I don’t even like taking showers…they would be far more enjoyable if you could somehow get clean without having to get wet. (oh relax, just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean I don’t do it…)

So, of course, it’s just my luck that my very best friends have both a pool AND a cottage (huzzah! so many opportunities to get wet!)

the American in me thinks a cottage is this:

little shack in the woods…inhabited by the likes of, oh, snow white and some dwarves, woodland creatures, goldilocks and some bears, little red riding hood’s grandma…you know, that old chestnut.

The Canadian in me, however, knows that a cottage is a lot more like this:


but honestly, I usually prefer to spend my weekends at neither of these cottage options. oh no, I – the mother of three small children and a puppy – am simply not a cottage person.

(I have mentioned this before, pretty much at the start of the summer when the cottage invites start coming in and I pretty much decline every.single.one.)

Besides that whole lake-equals-having-to-get-wet deal, to me, going to the cottage with my chidren seems like just so much work…having to plan meals in advance, having to schlep everything up there, having to deal with kids who just don’t sleep well away from home, having to learn to make coffee instead of running out to Tim Horton’s, having to make rainy day plans (and really, there are only so many games of monopoly you can play before someone gets pissy and turns the board over)(not that I’ve ever done this)(ahem), THE SAND, the stickiness, the bugs, THE SAND.

No, not exactly for me.


I AM – WILLINGLY – GOING TO THE COTTAGE THIS WEEKEND. I’m even looking forward to it. I’m even a little bit excited about it.

and that, friends, is what they call progress.

as long as they don’t force me to get wet. because then the gloves come off.


I have finally picked a winner for the Will Dailey cd


so, congrats to Miss Moose!! I will email you soon!


  1. If there are any male readers who just don’t get The Notebook reference – that’s the chick equivalent of:


    Comment by Giblet on June 19, 2009
  2. My wife used to spend the whole summer at the cottage. This year her and the kids are doing 2 weeks.

    I’d probably be more into it if cottage visit /= inlaws

    Comment by SciFi Dad on June 19, 2009
  3. I too hate to get wet. I take the fastest showers known to man kind. We have a cottage by Lake Erie in hubs family. Now that the girls are older I enjoy it a bit more-but I still don’t go in the water to get wet. No freakin’ way. As my nephew puts it-
    “Fish poop in there!”

    Comment by DE Heather on June 19, 2009
  4. I’ve never quite understood that thing where people drive hours to hang out and relax. I can do that from my couch. Sounds cheaper. And drier.

    Have a great time!

    Comment by Burgh Baby on June 19, 2009
  5. I’d like to thank the academy, and my parents for always supporting me, and for the random internet generator that believed in me. Thank you! Good night!
    .-= Moose´s last blog ..If I Have To Think of a Title, This Post Will Take Forever and Five Minutes. So, No. =-.

    Comment by Moose on June 19, 2009
  6. If I had a cottage, I’d live there. I’m a fish and my girls are becoming fish too! So if you need a designated-cottager, sign me up!

    We don’t have any friends with cottages, but our neighbours have a pool. During the summer, we’re over at least once a week. It’s great!

    And even if you’re not a water-baby, just the smell of fresh air and trees and nature is wonderful! I get out of the city as much as I can.

    Comment by mapsgirl on June 19, 2009
  7. If I have to do just as much work to spend time living in a house that’s not actually my house AND there’s a potential that I’d have to stick myself in a body of water where other creatures live, I’d rather stay at my own house and take my immunization-updated risks in the bathroom my boys use.

    However, I hope you have a fantastic time! 🙂

    Comment by fadkog on June 19, 2009
  8. When I was in Vancouver last weekend, Matthew bought a TENT. And SLEEPING BAGS.


    Have fun this weekend – I much prefer a cabin to a tent.

    *Sobs again*

    Comment by Angella on June 19, 2009
  9. I hate sand. Hate it. Like don’t ever go to the beach, even though I can walk to it because I hate sand.

    And if I do go to the beach, I won’t get in the water. There is nothing worse than sand sticking to wet skin! YUCK!

    Comment by Kristabella on June 19, 2009
  10. I have a hard time getting wet too. We have a lake cabin in N. Idaho and I really don’t like getting in the lake, even if it is to waterski (which I love).

    Comment by Kaleigha on June 19, 2009
  11. That is no cottage. That is a summer palace.

    Comment by kgirl on June 19, 2009
  12. Relax and have a great time.
    .-= Deborah Pucci´s last blog ..SKYE’S GRADUATION =-.

    Comment by Deborah Pucci on June 19, 2009
  13. I HATE getting wet. HATE it. The only thing worse than getting wet is when a portion of my clothing gets wet or just one portion of my body. I hate doing wishes, because it means that I have to get my hands wet for an extended period of time. I swear it makes them feel soggy.

    (I feel crazy.)

    Comment by Amanda on June 19, 2009
  14. I, too, hate to get wet (and I’m a Pisces!), but my in-laws have a cottage that we go to pretty often. My girls always beg me to get into the lake, but unless it’s 95 degrees with high humidity, I bow out.

    Comment by Gibby on June 19, 2009
  15. I’m not a big cottage person either. My husband keeps suggesting a two-week camping trip at Yellowstone, but I refuse to call anywhere that I don’t get to shower every morning a vacation.

    Comment by MonsteRawr on June 19, 2009
  16. Have a great time! I do like traveling so I’d probably have a great time, but I’m single w/ no kids 😉

    Comment by Bethany on June 19, 2009
  17. Plus, unkillable serial killers like cottages and cabins.

    Comment by Avitable on June 20, 2009
  18. I am shuddering in terror right along with you when the relaxing weekend at the river invitations start coming in…

    Comment by Crawford on June 20, 2009
  19. oh, I feel for you, my dear. One of my CMB posts is my rant about how much I hate camping. It *IS* a lot of work — you’re not in your own bed — you’re sharing a bathroom with countless other strangers — and yeah, the getting wet… And I’m a water sign too…

    I’ll be praying for you, my dear. Try to enjoy. 🙂

    Comment by Nenette on June 20, 2009
  20. OMG! Separated at birth! And Amanda up there is the long-lost triplet.

    DH walks around after a shower with water drops on his back b/c he can wait and it makes me *squirrely*!!

    Water is like acid on me. Maybe I’m the devil.

    Comment by harmzie on June 22, 2009
  21. Maybe I was a cat in my prior life. I am deathly afraid of water. I can go to a beach, sit in the sun, and WATCH the ocean. When I get hot, I’ll walk into the water UP TO MY KNEES. I am terrified of the waves, and was afraid of Tsunamis before they were popular. I almost drowned twice in high school – we had to learn how to swim to graduate. Why that was a requirement to make us a better individual is beyond me. I was ok with my trusty “nose plug”, but one day I didn’t have it with me. The teacher told us all to jump in the 8 ft end of the pool and to tread water. She told me I was doing it wrong. Hey – I figure I wasn’t drowning and my head was above water so I must have been doing something right. When I began doing it her way, I went underwater. First thing I did was reach out and grab the two girls on either side of me – pushing their heads down to save my life. Yep, that’s me. A real hero. The teacher had to get the big hook out and everything. One of my prouder moments. So yeah, I feel your pain. And I was always terrified with my kids around water because I wouldn’t be able to save them if they started drowning. I always made sure I was around a swimmer.

    Comment by pat on June 22, 2009
  22. bugs, bears, lakes, fish, traffic, and everything you mentioned above- cottage shmottage.
    check me into a 5 star resort and I’d be a happy un-camper.

    or maybe I’m just telling myself that ever since my family sold the cottage 3 years ago.
    sniff sniff..

    Comment by petitegourmand on June 22, 2009
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