I survived another man camp this weekend, making it home by noon to enjoy the rest of the day with my fellow Fry Lodgers. It was such a beautiful day we took a picnic lunch to Gasworks Park, taking in the boats, the kites and the kayakers. In other news, Ruby ended her day with a bath mohawk.
The Fry Lodge is officially a spider free zone. My lovely wife took things into her own hands and brought in Sunrise Pest Management to nuke every eight-legged creature within the Fry Lodge perimeter. I came home tonight to find several lifeless spiders on the front porch. No more walking into webs. No more barking spiders. Maybe now the nightmares will stop.
The Fry Family Quartet had a nice relaxing last weekend of summer. We laid around the house Saturday, mourning the Cornhusker loss to the Hokies. On Saturday Henry and I took a marathon bike ride, dodging cougars in Discovery Park before joining Kristine and Ruby for an excellent lunch on the deck of Ray’s Boathouse. The sea lions were jumping, and the boaters were enjoying what will be one of the last nice weekends on the water. Hello fall.
Though it’s technically still summer, we had assumed 80+ degree days were over, and trips to the beach would have to wait ‘til next year. We were glad to be proved wrong this afternoon, as we had a nice little picnic at Golden Gardens Park along Shilshole Bay. Henry and Jo played in the sand. Jo was even brave enough to put her feet in the chilly Puget Sound water. Ruby chilled out in her porta-crib.