Sunday, July 24, 2011

We Really Don't Paddle

Last weekend was our annual girls float trip. For some it was the 15th year, for me it was my 5th. The float was originally designated the Danger girls for the girls soccer team...last year it was renamed the Fun Girls float trip. This year we celebrated Kim's 40th and my pre-bachelorette. The girls had a doubled sided coozie made for us.

We start our weekend off at a local bar in steelville, mo after setting up tents. Beers are so cheap in small towns. I think my 4 beers and dinner tab was $14.....LOVE it. We head back, I watch people gather firewood and start a fire. We continue drinking until bedtime. However, this year, as I was getting ready to return to camp after a bathroom stop....my "soon to be Mrs. Blair" trucker hat attracted the attention of a group of boys. I say boys here and not me because they looked 12...said they were 21 and followed me back to camp. The night took an interesting turn over a good game of Name that tune....we find out later the so called 21 year olds are really 19. I am the baby in the group and still feel very old.

Nothing beats going to bed drunk and stumbling out of a tent drunk the next morning....

memorable quotes to follow

1 comment:

  1. Hmmmm... I admit... I really wanted to crash this float trip until I saw the word "tent" ;)

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