Fresh Fruit and Guitars for Gamers

For some, Labor Day is a weekend getaway trip or vacation. For others, it's the big weekend of sales and preparations for school. As for us: no plans at all. I think we tried at first, but it was last minute enough we gave up. At first we felt bad, but later decided we were probably closest to the original spirit of the holiday: not-labor. So I stayed the night up at the homestead. The next morning, I wandered out into the yard and grabbed some breakfast.

Well, the walnuts weren't ready yet. And sadly there's no garden this year.

We did decide that we would at least go out to eat, so the four of us went to a place I forgot the name of. Some Italian place by the mall. It was good. No leftovers. No way. We then sauntered over to the mall to pick up the latest mario party game that would be fun for all ages, but realized it was fairly expensive, and the price tag grew when we realized we'd still need to get a couple more controllers. So what did we do instead?

GUITAR HERO!!! At first I thought I'd play a little just to humor them, how much fun could it be? But oh man, it's addicting. And disturbing to some of the other residents:

Mom was a good sport and joined in, playing bass for a few songs. She played bass guitar in high school. Apparently these guitars aren't quite the same as the real thing? I chose to ignore her observations, preferring to pretend I was learning the real thing this quickly.

All in all, it was a nice relaxing weekend of doing nothing, yet life will never be the same. Listening to the radio will never be the same, either.