"Ain't Nobody Playin"

When you live in a remote area — as do we — you learn to appreciate the convenience of having necessary resources nearby. At no time has that been more apparent to me than today.

With Connor acting a bit stir crazy from being cooped up last week while sick, I've been trying to get us out of the house as much as possible. Today we headed to a nearby (relatively speaking) town to hit up the ginormous playground and adjacent duck pond that seems to fascinate Connor even more than Wal-Mart and the dump combined — I'm sure you are having trouble picturing such a magical place, huh?

There was just one teensy weensy problem: THE PLAYGROUND WAS CLOSED! (Can you sense the frustration?!) If we lived just around the corner, it'd be no problem, but since we'd made a 30 minute trip, it was a little inconvenient. What really bothered me, though, is that the playground was closed for no good reason. It seems this particular park has a large Memorial Day weekend festival, and to make sure that no one can do anything at the park but participate they close anything not directly related to the celebration. It didn't seem to matter that the shindig doesn't start until Friday, either. The playground is closed all week. Go figure.

Even though the reasoning behind the closure was beyond me, I made my peace with it. Connor was a bit more difficult to console.

Talk about a long ride home.