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Dinner with the peeps
May. 26th, 2014 11:47 amE.'s parents and my parents haven't met before so we scheduled an informal bbq in our backyard. We have been working our ass off to get the backyard ready to sit in and we are very pleased with ourselves that we managed to lay the last brick on Saturday morning.
I started Saturday with a nice long run (50 minutes, 6.6 km.) and we sat to work making stuff for the barbecue. Here's an easy recipy that works great in the oven too:
1. take tinfoil and put two pieces of 50x50 cm on your counter top.
2. Put sugarsnaps, some carrots, yellow sweet pepper and tomatoes in the middle with a bit of white fish on top
3. add fresh rosemary, pepper, salt and a slice of lemon
4. wrap up and put in the oven or ont he bbq. Oven takes about 30 minutes, bbq can be as fast as 15-20 minutes.
My father brought my grandmother, E.s parents came and I was impressed by how long his mother managed to stay despite her chronic pain, and E's middle brother and his wife were there. Little Brother hopped by for an hour or so but had to leava dn my mum stuck around longer.
It was a good day, much like the image that tv tries to sell you about families.we ate, we talked, sharp things were said (brother of E to E:'well, if you have a kid it will have a grandfather instead of a father') and fun was had by all. Our parents are very different though and it struck me how different E. and I are. For instance, E's parents got married when they were 20, my parents at 21. E. and I get married at 43 and 33. There was a lot of hardship in the early days with young kids, and E's parents had a harder life because of this. My father worked for the government and had a relatively easy job, home on time and little overwork. Both our parents are divorced, while E's parents still remain a couple and my parents are obviously not together. They are not hostile, but indifferent to eachother depsite sharing 25 years of their lives together and having three kids.
I am picturing E and me growing old together though the thought that he will probably die 20 years sooner scares me. Still, better to love him now than not love him at all. Our weekends and evenings and morning spend together are delightful and effortless. Sure, we disagree sometimes, but we can communicate our opinions without huritng the other and come up with a solution.
On a practical note, having a garden that you can easily walk through and sit in is a relieve compared to the previous jungle. There are still a lot of things that we need to do but so far, so good!
I started Saturday with a nice long run (50 minutes, 6.6 km.) and we sat to work making stuff for the barbecue. Here's an easy recipy that works great in the oven too:
1. take tinfoil and put two pieces of 50x50 cm on your counter top.
2. Put sugarsnaps, some carrots, yellow sweet pepper and tomatoes in the middle with a bit of white fish on top
3. add fresh rosemary, pepper, salt and a slice of lemon
4. wrap up and put in the oven or ont he bbq. Oven takes about 30 minutes, bbq can be as fast as 15-20 minutes.
My father brought my grandmother, E.s parents came and I was impressed by how long his mother managed to stay despite her chronic pain, and E's middle brother and his wife were there. Little Brother hopped by for an hour or so but had to leava dn my mum stuck around longer.
It was a good day, much like the image that tv tries to sell you about families.we ate, we talked, sharp things were said (brother of E to E:'well, if you have a kid it will have a grandfather instead of a father') and fun was had by all. Our parents are very different though and it struck me how different E. and I are. For instance, E's parents got married when they were 20, my parents at 21. E. and I get married at 43 and 33. There was a lot of hardship in the early days with young kids, and E's parents had a harder life because of this. My father worked for the government and had a relatively easy job, home on time and little overwork. Both our parents are divorced, while E's parents still remain a couple and my parents are obviously not together. They are not hostile, but indifferent to eachother depsite sharing 25 years of their lives together and having three kids.
I am picturing E and me growing old together though the thought that he will probably die 20 years sooner scares me. Still, better to love him now than not love him at all. Our weekends and evenings and morning spend together are delightful and effortless. Sure, we disagree sometimes, but we can communicate our opinions without huritng the other and come up with a solution.
On a practical note, having a garden that you can easily walk through and sit in is a relieve compared to the previous jungle. There are still a lot of things that we need to do but so far, so good!
