Lethargy is the overriding theme of this family vacation. I sit on the beach and watch the boys play in sand and water. I sit in a rowboat and watch Mr. T row. I sit on the dock and watch the kids catch fish, occasionally lending assistance when a hook gets too deep in a bluegill's throat. I sit by the fire pit and watch the flames lick the edge of my marshmallow. I sit in a canoe and watch the shoreline drift past. I sit in a pontoon and look at all the cottages lining this giant lake--the primary feature of every shoreline property being a plethora of chairs--lawn chairs, hammocks, adirondak chairs, wood benches, swinging seats. Every. Single. Thing. about this place screams "Sit down! Take a load off!"
Feeling wicked lazy.
And my butt isn't one bit sore yet.