Thursday, August 4, 2016

another sleepover

It was a big occasion when my dad would announce, "After suppa we're going to the drive-in."

Best was going in the beach wagon.  The back seat would fold down and the three kids — my two younger sisters and I — would pile in. We'd bring pillows, blankets, and leave the house in our pajamas. That way, if we happened to fall asleep during the movie, or movies (usually they'd be a double-header), we'd be ready for bed when we got home.

The Skyview in Brockton was the family drive-in of choice. It was less than a 20-minute drive from our home, had great concessions, and a big playground in front of the screen. What was playing was not really that important as it likely wasn't aimed at kids anyway. But it was a nice night out for my parents and the kids got to come along.



I don't really remember if I liked the concept of being bed-ready then, but I do like it now.

So when M picks me up to go to her house for another sleepover, I leave my mom's with teeth-brushed, face-washed, and nightgown on.

M's house, the same one she rented last summer, is about a five-minute drive from my mom's. It is on a private road where every house faces the ocean. My bedroom has water views on two sides, a private bathroom, and crisp white sheets. 

I sleep well, and wake up to this:






Life is good.



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