I guess some good and easy sandwiches, like liverwurst, lettuce, and tomato on rye, some fruity drink, or milk, maybe some ingredients for making s'mores, and of course my cast iron fry pan so I can cook up whatever trout I catch while the wife and kids play on the beach, oh wait, I'm an empty nester now. Guess I'm gonna have to find activities that will include my wife on picnics now. And she hates the bugs and won't usually go out to the parks with me.
I guess we'll just have to go to Tahquamanon Falls, spend too much on whatever junk food they have on site, and buy useless trinkets. I'll climb the three flights of stairs to the viewing platform and my wife will stay at the top. Then she'll pester me some more to buy some souvenirs of this place from where we always buy souvenirs that cost way too much. Then we'll go home and she'll say what a wonderful day we had.
I wanna go fishing, and leave the tourist traps behind. I don't want to see another soul. I want to hear the grouse drumming their wings, and swat mosquitoes, while I finesse a nightcrawler under a half-submerged log where that 14 inch brookie is waiting for lunch. I want to get muddy from the soles of my feet to my hips, and wade the cold water streams to cool off from the hot summer sun. I want my Dad to holler back "Hey Bobby", you Ok back there. C'mon son, catch up.
That's what I want, just for a day. And I want to be 12 years old again on that day.
Or, I want my kids to all be home, and we all go to the beach. my wife can sit/lay on the beach furniture while the rest of us play in the pristine water of Lake Superior. We will build a cooking fire in the sand from the driftwood we gather, and cook hot dogs on a stick, and make s'mores, and eat cold pork & beans from a can. And we'll tell stories, and have chicken fights in the water, and make drip castles in the sand. And I'll love the laughter of my children once more.
Picnics are for younger times, with kids, and freinds, not for a guy married to a wife who suffers from chronic pain and who even when she didn't, would rather watch TV than go to the beach.
I love my wife. I just wish she loved life more.
Wow! you can tell it's 2:31 in the morning and that I had to come in to work to do a server backup. I am really feeling melacholy tonight. I think I need some cheese to go with that wine. I'm going home and going to bed now. Sorry everyone. I don't usually get depressed, and I try to be cheeful. It's time to go. This thread touched a nerve. I don't get to have picnics anymore.
Seeeeeeeya; Goodweed of the North