I cleaned lobster parts off the ceiling yesterday. I also scrubbed little bits of lobster off the front door, the sofa and our kitchen cabinets.
You see, my husband smashed our big holiday weekend dinner open using a typical hammer. It was hilarious at the time, but as
we I cleaned up, I found more and more stray pieces. Choice words were spoken.
Oh, and the hammer? It’s a bit…fishy.
Typically, hubs and I spend Memorial Day weekend tackling a season’s worth of yard work and chores. We clear out the flower beds. We till and plant our vegetable garden. We decided to skip the big gardens this year and focus only on herbs. So with less yard work on the docket, we had more time for fun!
We spent Saturday showing my cousin Keith and his wife Laura around Rochester. Stops at the Public Market and Ontario Beach Park were no-brainers.
Ontario Beach Park, from the pier. That’s right kids, that’s Lake Ontario.
We also visited Rochester’s Turning Point Park, and its impressive boardwalk over the Genesee River. This city park is one of my favorite hidden gems in the area. (It’s also one of my favorite running paths in the area.)
Laura and Keith loved the boardwalk
And of course we had to stop at the Genesee Brew House, where we had lunch, some beer and a brewery tour.
We enjoyed $2 flights at the brewery. Proceeds go to charity.
The view from Rochester’s High Falls, from the brewery, of course.
As hubs and I ran errands on Sunday, we found ourselves renting The Home Depot’s hourly pickup to bring home a new grill. (J loved his birthday gift this year!) I found myself in the bed of the truck holding onto the base of the grill as he rounded each corner. Yep, I was perched right next to the “no passengers in bed” sign. Oops.
Monday brought us to another lakeside park where we walked along Lake Ontario the second time in a weekend.
We wandered, without really any predetermined plans, and those who know me best know I’m not a good wanderer. Like, Meri, I’m a planner. It’s something I’m working on. But this weekend, I went with it more than usual.
I agreed when he suggested we drive along the shoreline without a destination in mind. I agreed when he changed course and headed for the Erie Canal path, where we enjoyed some ice cream. And I agreed when I jumped into the back of the pickup for a bumpy but fabulous 9-mile trek to our house.
I’m getting better about living in each moment and enjoying them for what they are.
But I can promise you, cleaning up lobster bits will never be among them. Ick.
How did you spend your holiday weekend? Are you a hiker or a beach-dweller? Have you ever had Genesee beer? Tell me all about it!