First, I’d like to wish you all the very very best for 2011.
I hope that all of you spent a very happy New Year’s Eve. I’m sure it was better than mine:
Having sent the daughter (Gabrielle) to the Alps for a skiing week with one of her cousins and both sons having a New Year’s party at some friend’s place about 50 Kms from where we live, Catherine and I were getting ready to spend a wonderfully romantic evening, just the two of us, with some nice things to eat and two bottles of Champagne Rosé. It all started really fine and, by 11 H 30 PM, we were about to wish each other the best for the new year in a very er… intimate way…
That’s when my mobile phone rang… At the end of the line was the friend where my sons were spending the evening/night, telling me about how badly drunk they both were and how it would be better if I could drive up to pick them and bring them back home…
To make a long story short, Catherine and I hit the road in the middle of the night and drove about 100 Kms to bring back two drunk kids. One already sleeping (I had to carry him from the house into the car, then from the car into his bedroom…), the other barely able to walk…
I love my kids. I just wish they could be a bit more clever than I was when I was their age… and probably did pretty much the same things…
Again, a very great new year to all of you, anyway!!!
We had our customary family poker game. My wife and I lost pretty much all our money. I told my brother in law, who won the most money, “Spend our money wisely.” To which he replied, “I’ll for sure spend it more wisely than you just spent it!”
This AM the surf report said, “FLAT.”
An inauspicious start to the new year…but swell is on the horizon. There is always swell on the horizon, somewhere…
Haha kids!!. Mine are way too young for that yet, but im sure it will happen. I sure as hell did my share of binge drinking, waking up on train stations, parks, paddocks, etc. Hangover kills me now, so very rare to have a big night. Plus, i'd rather surf in the morning after a few beers, and if you're too hungover, you cant drive to the beach.
I tried to tell mine to "do as I say and not as I did", So far two or three out of five seem to have got the idea. The girls(if they don't get pregnant in their teens) always seem to do okay. My only son is just like me-----"Good Time Charlie". . He seems to be mellowing at thirty and reflecting a bit. Hopefully he'll get it together before forty without any jail time. Everbody here at Swaylocks are great people and I wish you all the best in 2011. Lowel