Sploosh happens
So those of you who had nothing to do for Labor Daybor and didn’t jump at the chance to go swimming have no one to blame but yourselves. *grin*
I met up with K.T. and Elissa at Kensington, and we jumped for the water like three stalled race-cars. Okay, that’s not entirely true, K.T. jumped in and got it over with while Eli and I chit-chatted and slowly froze our nethers off, until we both gave up and succumbed. Which was totally worthwhile, as the water warmed up enough to fully enjoy it. :) It was also murky enough that one could swim about without their suit, and no one would be the wiser, even the people you’re swimming with. *big grin* Hey, it’s liberating, right?
Anyway, after some bananas and dew, we showered and met up with Colleen at a gas station, where I discovered that even less than 5 minutes of radio-only will COMPLETELY drain my battery, DESPITE the chick at Murray’s saying both my battery and my alternator checked out fine. Perhaps I have a short, but I think she was full of shit and has no idea. :)
We piled into Eli’s van and made it to Pizza House in quick order, where we ordered everything under the sun, drink and apps and pizza, oh my! We made our waiter break glasses and harassed him ceaselessly, which is what he gets for being one of those funny waiters who actually “gets it”.
Finally, of course, Eli and K.T. went their own ways while Colleen and I spent a good hour chit-chattin’ on the back of my truck, despite being less than a mile from Li’l Chef. Funny how we go for the low-tech option.
I did some texting this weekend, too, and that was also good, and missed. What would I do without my daily texts? I have the feeling that monday’s going to be quite a day.
NOTE TO SELF:
Thursday – Cheryl Allie!
Some time this week – The Bench with the old Broadcast Club.
Some other time this week – Karenniekins!
I feel… kinda whole. Not completely, but more than I ever could have expected.
I hope I never win a televised Award, because they’d have to get out the old-fashioned Hook during my thank-you speech.
We want to be your friends, now.
And we can make you feel like everything that’s gone wrong
Happened for a reason.
Well you can come with us, now.
There’s no need to be scared, be scared now.
Cuz we can make you feel like everything that’s gone wrong
Happened for a reason.
I haven’t been skinny dipping in way too long.
I just don’t know any place around here that would… facilitate that. Much less people to do it with.
Glad you had fun though. ;)
Eh, y’know, all it takes is being friends with fun-loving risk-takers. ;) Seems like the very definition of beekeeper. :)
You’d think so. Unfortuantely it doesn’t seem that many of my current friends fit that category. At least the ones in my immeadiate vicinity.
I need new friends.
Seriously. :)
And, you know, murky waters and no small children around.
I mean, nuthin.
Liberating…bwahahaha!
:D
You’re very tactful, really.
*laugh* Are you being sarcastic, or no?
Darn this medium! Although I suupose I was really going for a bit of both.
It seems a bit more tactful here than when said when we were all in the water. :grins: Although I suppose that’s just cause here it could sound hypothetical.
i would have gone but i was having womanly problems and didn’t feel like moving from the couch.
Alas. Next time, perhaps. Though, of course, the more girls that are there, the more likely some will just sit on the beach, clutching their abdomens and sulking. :)