{"id":5437,"date":"2017-07-05T16:49:09","date_gmt":"2017-07-05T16:49:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wienoldusa.com\/?p=5437"},"modified":"2022-04-21T12:25:07","modified_gmt":"2022-04-21T16:25:07","slug":"the-morning-after","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wienoldusa.com\/?p=5437","title":{"rendered":"The morning after…"},"content":{"rendered":"

…a long holiday weekend always feels surreal. Where did the time go? Did I maximize my time with friends, family, projects? 2 years ago I raised the walls and roof of an entire building<\/a> in these 4 days. This year I barely got the lawn mowed. K worked 3 of the 4 days.\u00a0We squeezed in a round of golf with her folks on a steamy afternoon on Kris’ Birthday with Ry in tow. He loved riding around with us on the first 9 holes at which point grandma took him to the pool to cool off.<\/p>\n

I had Ryder by myself with the extended fam on the 4th on the family boat<\/a> at anchor just off the Annapolis shore<\/a>. It was hot, then it rained so we all went below where it got even hotter and steamier in the un-ventilated and confined space only to have the fireworks canceled<\/a> due to weather (ugh). Ry was great until the last hour or so… past his bedtime and well past his patience level. We rolled into the drive way a little before 10:30, the dogs beyond anxious to be let outside after such a long confinement, Ryder’s eyes shut before his head hit his pillow.<\/p>\n