Good Times

I spent this past weekend at Grand Lake with several college friends. Michael had to work and was not able to come until Friday night so I drove up Thursday afternoon and was able to have an extra day with everyone. We had a blast!

I've learned that a lake vacation is just as laid-back as a beach vacation. We were all up around 9a each day but we were never able to get on the water until noon. Oh well, less chance of skin cancer (which was discussed numerous times on this trip--we are so old).

Friday afternoon, we reached Dripping Springs and dropped our anchor (DELTA GAMMA! PINK!!!!! AHHHH!) and then the boys decided to cliff jump. I kept warning everyone about the possibility of floating branches/tree trunks, which have killed many people, but no one listened to me. After the men jumped, Summer decided she also wanted to give it a go. She asked all of us, (I murmured "tree trunks") but she convinced her husband to go with her. After she jumped she said she wanted to go again and this time I finally gave in. It was actually a lot of fun! I was glad I did it, don't think I ever need to do it again. Carpe Diem, folks.

Then we all took a turn on Big Mable (who was later referred to as "that bitch"), which was a fun albeit painful experience for some of us. Summer found out later she'd received a concussion from that bitch. Emily and I went together and made a pact that neither of us was going to be the tough guy and as soon as we felt the need to go, we were going to just let go, man. And that we did.



Michael and I continued our summer of separate vacations as he called Friday and sounded like I had the past few days. Sick, sick, SICK. He'd stayed very late at work on Friday and was talking about coming up Saturday morning at 5a. I convinced him to stay at home and rest, therefore making myself the 7th or 9th (depending on the day) wheel yet again. Just a reassurance, we do love each other very much and actually enjoy spending time TOGETHER, it has just been a rough few weeks.

Each night we played Catch Phrase or Taboo and I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard (yes I realize that is so cliche but it's true--my voice was gone for 4 days and I know it was due to the insane shouting and laughing). I love my friends. I will share one example. One of the guys (who shall remain nameless to protect his identity and intelligence) had to describe Nelson Mandela. He laughed and said, "Ok, I know I'm supposed to know who this is but I don't" (keep in mind, none of us knew what word he had). One sentence background info for those of you like my friend: Nelson Mandela was the former president of South Africa. He broke apart the name and got the boys to come up with "Man" and "Delta" before time ran out. The girls couldn't think of anything so he told us the answer. This wouldn't have been so funny except that Steve (Summer's husband) is FROM South Africa and had been sitting directly across from him, guessing the entire time. It was awesome. I don't think Steve was as amused.

Sunday evening my parents were driving back from Florida as I was driving back from the lake and our paths crossed so we pulled off at Atoka, Oklahoma (population 4) and had dinner together. I told them about the cliff jumping to which my dad replied, "Haven't you heard about floating tree trunks?" I couldn't help but laugh. I am not laughing now, as I have a major bruise on my left leg that occurred whilst jumping and I am now thinking I might have found one of those blasted trunks. Hmm...

And there you have it. Lake Trip 2009, which we have all decided will become an annual event. Although I'm not sure Big Mable will be invited again...