We played Candyland again

I still don't have no stinkin' car. The shop promises tomorrow at 10 it will be ready. I shall now commence holding my breath.

Today I took the kids to the pool. Which is not hard to do since the pool is across the street from my house. Blaine loves the slide, and is getting quite good at swimming, as long as he has his trusty Spiderman water wings on. Kyra likes to just jump in from the side, she has complete blind faith that I will always catch her.

The pool is part of the Oasis Club, which is a club for American expats here in Oman. Lucky us to have a house so close. The Club also has a kitchen/restaurant where you can order lunch or dinner every day except Saturday or Sunday. There is also a large, shaded playground with a bunch of kid's slides, toys and climbing thingys (technical term. Thingys.) After swimming today, the kids and I went inside and had a little lunch then spent all of 15 minutes on the playground. Because even though it's shaded, it's still hotter than hell.

How hot? Well, I don't have an exact temperature reading for you, but imagine this: you are at the playground. All around you are plastic toys and plastic tables and chairs on the patio. And what's that smell in the air? Why it's the smell of burning plastic. Yes. It's so hot that you can smell all the plastic lawn furniture cooking. It's why we have lunch before we go outside, because once you are outside, you lose your appetite.

Oh, and we played Candyland. Again.