Entry #6 - The Perfect Day

The perfect day would be a Monday. I would wake up down in the Ozarks at my parent’s condo with a bunch of my friends. I would wake up, walk out to the kitchen, heat up some milk and pour the hot chocolate mix into it. Once I had my drink ready, I would turn on the burner on the stove because it’s weird like that.
I would walk out onto the deck to a warm sunny day waiting for me. My guests would still be sleeping because I wake up so early no matter how hard I try not to. I would sit out on the deck and watch all the early morning skiers that were out. I would see new skiers out learning and I would see parents out there trying to be cool and show off to their kids and the kids would be trying to sleep at the top of the boat. I would sit and crack a smile. You would watch the couples going out for their morning jog/ walk. Some would even have their dogs with them. After a while, I would go back inside to start breakfast: French toast, eggs, bacon, and just about any beverage possible. The smell of it all would wake everyone else up and they would all walk out to the kitchen and it would seem like they were all zombies. They would grab the cubs of coffee all ready for them on the edge of the table, sit down in the chairs and slowly bring on a conversation. They would be like this until I set their food in front of them. After we ate, we would go down and sit by the pool to get our morning color. When our food digested, we would go out on the boat and find some little cove off to the side on the other side of the lake. We would lay out around the boat until our music ended and that told us that it would be time to go back. We would swim for a little bit, then run upstairs, get ready, then go out to eat for lunch. Going out to eat for lunch was like waking up down there so there would always be places packed. Some mornings the little diners would be full and sometimes Culvers, McDonald’s and etc. would be packed it just depended on the day.
After we would eat, we’d go shopping for the afternoon at the outlet mall down there. Spend all the money that our parents gave us and then drive back to the condo. We would take turns going in groups out on the jet-ski. For supper, we would all get on the boat and drive that to Shooters 21. We’d hang out there and eat, and on the way back we would ski whoever wanted to. We would then run back up to the condo and watch a movie before we all fell asleep. We would all be in a great mood because we knew that we would be able to do the same thin, if we wanted to, over and over again for the rest of the week.