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Longtime readers will know that we are a sailing family.\u00a0 We have a 25\u2032 Catalina mariana-ed in Kenosha, the kids have all participated in sailing camp in the summers and my youngest is headed there next week, and my middle son will be doing some small-boat sailing instruction at Boy Scout camp where he\u2019s a counselor this summer.<\/p>\n
Longtime readers will also know that I grew up sailing.\u00a0 Other families went \u201cup north\u201d on summer weekends; we went to the boat, a 27\u2032 sailboat that Dad and his friends built as a project back when my older sister was a baby (it was a group of 10 or so and they build one boat for each), and which Dad was constantly improving, or fixing anyway, replacing the tiller with a steering wheel, upgrading the electronics, and the like.\u00a0 For much of my childhood, my parents were members of a small boat club with a clubhouse where everyone gathered for dinner on weekend evenings, and where my siblings and I played Spoons and I Doubt It or watched TV on the old black and white TV with whatever kids happened to be around.\u00a0 It was anchored in Anchor Bay at Lake St. Clair, the unofficial \u201csixth Great Lake\u201d just north of the Detroit River, and for several years Dad (and whichever kids wanted to come along, and, some years, my uncle) sailed the boat to Put-in-Bay, where Mom and the rest of us would meet up for a summer vacation.<\/p>\n
That boat is now long gone, sold when Dad could no longer physically manage the work of maintaining it or even just sailing it.\u00a0 But I have pleasant memories of lazy summer afternoons, reading a book or dozing off or dangling our feet in the water and hoping to get splashed when the boat was heeling just right and a power boat\u00a0left a strong wake.<\/p>\n
Sailing as an adult has been, well, less relaxing, since many of the early years we had a division of labor in which I kept the kids from fussing or falling overboard while my husband did the actual sailing.\u00a0 The older the kids got, the more relaxed the sailing got, as far as the childcare work goes, and now the kids are much more able to actively participate in the sailing, casting off, and so on, though my husband still puts up and takes down the sails.\u00a0 But what really stinks is that the older I get, the more susceptible I get to motion sickness, and, what\u2019s worse, the \u201cnon-drowsy\u201d version of motion sickness pills have, for the last couple years, been putting me to sleep.\u00a0 (I\u2019ve been wanting to try either taking one the night before, and seeing if the sleep-inducing effects wear off before the motion sickness protection does, or seeing if I can try a combo of anti-motion sickness pills plus a big dose of caffeine.)\u00a0 So I try the various alternative remedies \u2014 ginger capsules, or an essential oil type thing, or the Sea Bands \u2014 which sometimes seem to work (or maybe it\u2019s just that the water wasn\u2019t as rough on any given day) and sometimes don\u2019t, and I curse the fact that I used to be pretty much immune to motion sickness but now am very vulnerable (and yes, as I type, I\u2019ve been googling this question without any satisfactory answer).\u00a0 \u00a0So there are some days where we have a very nice outing, with just the right amount of wind, and others where the boat is rocking too much for my poor stomach to handle.<\/p>\n
And here\u2019s the part where I get to the title of this post:\u00a0 our outing last Saturday.\u00a0 The wind was actually reasonably fine, but I\u2019d been having tummy troubles previously, which meant that I really should have just stayed onshore, but I suppose I was a bit in denial \u2014 aaaaand it also meant that we were back in the dock not even an hour after we\u2019d left.\u00a0 (My husband was not happy.)<\/p>\n
But then we went to the marina\u2019s pool, and my husband and son cooled off while I relaxed poolside, and the crazy thing is that my memories of nice relaxing afternoons sailing are so ingrained in me that rather than feeling disappointed at the failed sailing outing, I was so able to visualize all the relaxing sailing outings that having had a failed outing just now didn\u2019t bother me.\u00a0\u00a0So it\u2019s funny, I guess, what we remember fondly and what we don\u2019t, and where the pleasantness of an outing stays foremost in our minds vs. where we only remember the misery of it.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ll conclude with a pet peeve of mine:\u00a0 it drives me batty when people talk about going on vacations or doing other activities with their children as a form of \u201cmaking memories.\u201d\u00a0 Grrr.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 You should go camping, or play a board game, or ride bikes together, or do whatever the heck it is that you like to do with your families\u00a0because you enjoy it, or, failing that, because it makes your kids happy.\u00a0 Whether they\u2019ll remember it years from now really shouldn\u2019t be a determinant of what choices you make.\u00a0 And, yes, I know it\u2019s just an expression, and I presume it doesn\u2019t do any harm \u2014\u00a0unless, that is, families abandon doing enjoyable things with their too-young-to-remember-anything children because there won\u2019t be any \u201cmemories\u201d or unless families always seek out that which is new and different \u2014 and expensive \u2014 because going on the same bike ride or hike or playing the same game you\u2019ve always played isn\u2019t \u201cmaking a memory.\u201d\u00a0 But it still bugs me.<\/p>\n
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Image:\u00a0 yeah, I usually don\u2019t have family pictures, but this one is a number of years old by now and it\u2019s a sideways view, anyway.<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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