“The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.”

It was a mirror under the nose morning as I slept until after ten. I always wonder if my neighbors will notice my paper still sits in the driveway so late and hope I’m okay or if they’ll just shake their heads and think that woman sleeps really late. I know they are up before seven every morning.

It’s raining. The house is dark, and I haven’t turned on any lights. The dog and cats are sleeping, the cats in here with me and the dog in her crate. She and I are going to the dump today because I figure the rain will keep people away, and tomorrow will be a madhouse as the dump is closed Mondays and Tuesdays.

Rainy Saturdays this time of year were the worst when I was a kid. It was too chilly to be outside playing in the rain, and there wasn’t a whole lot to do in the house. We could watch TV, play board games or read, and we’d try each until we were bored enough to move on to another. We often ended up fighting over the board game. It was always a he said-she said argument or accusations of cheating, and my mother would yell for us to put the game away. Most times I’d lie in bed and read. It was one of the few places where I could be by myself. I figure rainy Saturdays drove my mother crazy because she was stuck with the four of us, and we were stuck with each other. My father was usually off doing his Saturday stuff. When I think back, my mother was always around while my father worked until late every day and on Saturdays he was off doing his errands and then he’d worked outside in the yard. Sunday was the only day he was around the whole time except he went to an early mass where he was an usher. Once in a while we went with him, but it was really early.

My mother was the disciplinarian when my father wasn’t around. He was always the threat, “If you don’t stop what you’re doing, I’m telling your father.” That scared us. My mother was easy-going while my father wasn’t. We usually stopped. She never did tell.

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10 Comments on ““The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.””

  1. flyboybob Says:

    It’s a cool and rainy day today also here in the Dallas area and we really need whatever wet stuff we get. Today is the big college football game between the University of Texas and the University of Oklahoma which is played in the Cotton Bowl in Fair Park. It’s usually the busiest day at the State Fair. Fans pour into town from both Austin and Norman filling up hotel rooms, restaurants and bars from Friday night through Sunday morning. When I was in college in the 1960s the fans and lots of local kids drove up and down Commerce Street on Friday and Saturday nights of Texas OU weekend. There was lots of underage drinking, honking of horns and lots of arrests. Today the police have the festivities under control which makes Texas OU weekend not nearly as much fun.

    My dad traveled from Monday till Friday. My mother also used the line, ‘just wait until I tell your father when he gets home’. Of course, we figured out that by Friday my mother would have forgotten what we did 🙂 Kids are smart manipulators.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      Nothing is better than the rivalries in college football. The stands are filled with loud fans who love their teams, and, of course, it was an opportunity to party though back in the day we never needed a reason. I would have loved the hoopla in your day as it would have been mine as well.

      Kids are great manipulators. We figure out our parents’ weaknesses and attack!

      Have a great weekend!

  2. olof1 Says:

    We’ve had a rather nice day here, lots of sunhine and fairly warm. The predictions had said cloudy and rain 🙂

    I was mostly at my friends home and we always had fun there. Board games and card games filled the days and every now and again we had a tea and sandwich break 🙂

    It was always my mother we feared when she got angry 🙂 No dad around but she covered up for that all by her self 🙂

    No one here would notice if I died 🙂 Our mailboxes are some hundred yards from our homes and it isn’t always they see me pass the two houses I most often pass when I’m taking a walk with my dogs 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      It is going to rain all day, but by Monday or Tuesday we’ll have 70˚.

      When I was older, my friends and I spent Saturday together but when I was young, I was stuck home. We were a game playing family so there were lots of choices.

      My mother was easier to deal with than my dad. We got spanked when we were little but that stopped early.

      I have called my neighbors to check if their paper is out on the driveway late, but they don’t call me. They are much older so I worry. I wonder how long it would take people to notice if I died.

      Have a great Saturday night!

  3. Birgit Says:

    Saturday = soccer day. I’m looking forward to watch Poland-Germany on TV now. Friendly neighborhood rivalry.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      Hope Germany was the victor!

      Around here Saturday is college football day and the different stations are showing multiple games all around the same time.

  4. im6 Says:

    When you do theme music like you’ve done today, it always seems to provoke me into digging through my hard drive to see what I might have. Sure are lots of good Saturday songs, but I settled on sharing this one and this version in particular ’cause it R•O•C•K•S.
    Stomp those feet!

    • katry Says:

      im6,
      It rocks from the opening notes. What a great song. The music has my hands tapping and my feet stomping.

  5. MT C Says:

    You were fortunate, my mother always told.

    Carl


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