Ahhhhhhhh, boy did I need to go lay around for a weekend. I have not had an official vacation (going to grandpa and grandma's doesn't count, even as much fun and relaxation as that is...) since 2007. This weekend was a blast!
This weekend I:
+ drove a really beautiful, lovely...I mean, GIANT, tough! Manly [pretty black] truck.
+ learned to knit; began a scarf.
+ took a bunch of pretty lake/sunset photos.
+ ate yummy ice cream.
+ saw a rainbow.
+ did not facebook.
+ convinced Sara of fun things to do, such as wade in the GINORMOUS waves.
+ went swimming after midnight.
+ saw 2 shooting stars
+ drank a lot of pop, and displayed my secret belching skills for Sara (only around those who already love me enough not to judge).
+ lost miserably at a very odd game of Monopoly.
+ won at a rousing game of scrabble (45pt word, baby).
+ had church at home :)
+ giggled...a lot.
+ DROVE A JET SKI!!! [by myself] (so much FREAKing fun)
+ flew off a jet ski (not my fault/driving)
+ sat by a roaring fire & knitted.
+ almost ate a booger on accident...*blech*
+ got lost, drove an hour out of our way, ha.
+ (w/ Sara, we) got awkwardly hit on in the gas station...
+ missed my dog. I come home, - she smells EXACTLY like a port-a-potty, it's quite strange and off-putting.
And last, but not least:
+ MADE MEMORIES!
