MAYBE LONG MAYBE GONE!!!

 I think the title says it all folks. May has finally come to an end. By now Floridians should be prepped for hurricane season and the start of feeling that we are living on the surface of the sun. Avid fishing folks should have their boats and gear all tuned up for the American Red Snapper season. Hell, it even appears our friend the daily downpours from nowhere may be back. 

And in Bennett’s world it’s the start of the yearly migration of the female folks to the great white north for the summer. That’s right after a two year hiatus, Sandstram is getting to FINALLY get back to her living her best life on the lake in Vermont. Meanwhile, Bryce will be running shit at Camp “Hakuna Matata” a third of mile up the lake. More than likely this we be the last summer Bryce will be shaping young women’s lives at camp since internships and life will more than likely get in the way. Don’t worry tough, in a few years she’ll  come back to camp ultra rich with her hubby Chuck buy the camp tear it down and build an awesome compound for her parents on the property. Seriously, that water front is to die for and it’s being wasted on those young spoiled campers.  I say give them back their phones and let them be. I kid. 

Back to Sandstram. May also ends the birth month of my beautiful wife. What better gift can we give her than five months of alone time living on a lake where her closest neighbors are bunch of squawking loons. Reading books, paddle boarding the lake, visiting farm stands and not melting in the Florida heat. What else could a girl want. I know she is happy not to have to be here while a seven mile an hour gay named hurricane is barreling towards our coast. It’s fucking stressful!!! And I mean this with all love, Sandstram in Florida makes it even more stressful. Lake life is hard not to love. The biggest threat I can think of is ticks, which while as slow as hurricanes not quite as damaging if found early enough. The weather is delightful, the lake and air is refreshing and the people are friendly. You know where your fruits and veggies are coming from and the highways are not jammed with traffic. Sandstram appears to have figured this shit out. Did I mention she also doesn’t have to put up with my passive aggressive sarcastic shit the whole summer? Bonus!!!

Jake and I will miss her though. Honestly, Jake might not notice the women folk are gone. I will miss her. Bryce too. Life moves on though. The lake house is livable, and only few things need to be done for completion. I bit of trim, glass for showers, steps to connect decks and deciding on what shade of beige all the rooms will be painted. The timing for Alisa heading north is perfect. 

The last two years of Sandstram Summers have been great for me. We puzzled and drank tea nightly. We collected hundreds of shark teeth on our weekend morning walks to the beach. She started coming offshore with me. I gained the best first mate for fishing excursions and the best damn rod holder fisher ever!!! Mostly, it was great having her here when I had my panic attack and the time that followed. I more than likely would still be spiraling without her help and scare straight tactics. If I was more spiritual I would believe the timing was meant to be. I finally feel confidant I can be alone again. Something years ago I enjoyed. 

So let the Bennett summer of normalcy commence!!! Sandstram and Bryce in the north. Jake and I melting in the south. I’ll definitely visit my girls on occasion and make a big deal how work is too busy and I’d rather stay here in Florida and fish. But, these bitches got it figured out. There is no better place in the world to spend a summer than Fairlee. 

Congrats ladies you are Finally Lakeside!!!

Peace and all my love!!!