Wednesday, June 2, 2010
5th Day at the Cape
And no I can't come up with better post titles this week, so :P.
Jack was up at...drumroll...you guessed it, 5:01 a.m.
Jack: But I can't hellllp it. I'm just awake!
me: Are you sure there is no noise waking you up? Is it too bright? You really need to get some more sleep.
Jack: I'll take a nap. I promissssseeeee!
me: Sigh. Get up, we're hitting the road. (And we did. We found a secluded beach in Truro that was just beautiful! I hope to get pics up when I get back home this weekend.)
Jack getting up this early on the 5th consecutive day led me to do some thinking. (okay, 2 crows are murdering each other in the back yard as I write this. wtf.) Either there is a hidden alarm clock that is going off in his room, or the light is getting him up, or the crazy bird that bangs his head against OUR window around 5 a.m. has a dingbat brother on the other side of the house doing the same thing to Jack's window.
1. Cover windows with towels and pushpins. Check. It took 6 beach towels and 12 pushpins to do the trick. I actually found pushpins!! hee hee! They do not have curtains in this house. Creeeeepy.
2. Check all drawers and closet shelves for clock radio. Check. And I did find one! Hmmmm, though it was unplugged and looked like something out of M.A.S.H., it did say "iPod" on one of the hole/plug thingys, so it's at least from this decade. I'm not sure if it even works, but I removed it post haste!
3. Do something about the bird...oh well, he's on his own. I can't control that.
So let's see what happens tomorrow morning. Though, I do have a date with a lovely beach road, so Dennis will have to be on duty after 5:15 a.m.
Today we went to Provincetown. Ahhhh. Love going back there. It was cloudy at first and then cranked up the bright sun around 12:30ish. Jack loves climbing on the anchor and seeing all of the usual sights. And then I wanted to go hunting for beach glass. We were tipped off that the place to go for "mermaid tears" is Herring Cove, in P-town. Yeah, that was a load of crap. Thanks mister.
Jack: I am sooo hungry!
me: I'm not that hungry, but let's get you something to eat. (we step up to a take-out seafood place right near the pier)
Jack: I would like a grilled cheese AND onion rings.
me: (ordered the food) So much for me not being hungry. I just ordered fried clams.
Jack: Did you order the onion rings?
Jack: I didn't hear you order them.
me: Because you were singing "I'm 5 and 3/8 years old" over and over.
Jack: But you promise that you ordered them?
me: Yes! Why would I lie about onion rings?
Jack: Welll, I really didn't hear you say "onion rings".
me: Let's just wait and see then.
Jack: Where is the food?
me: They have to cook it.
Jack (5 seconds later) How about now? Is it ready? I really don't see onion rings up there. (cranes his neck to see the warming counter in front of the cooks)
me: Jack they aren't magic. They don't twinkle their nose and "presto" food appears. They have to open the packages, cook the food, put it on the plates...
Jack: Well, if I had my magic wand I would make this speed up that's for sure.