In which a day of swimming and sunning on the river is so fun!
Yesterday I got to go boating on JW’s pontoon again. I had so much fun! Besides JW himself, Core and Baby Girl were there, and I invited Bghead along because the other people who were slated to go lamed out. (It turned out to be Bghead’s birthday, so I was doubly glad he was able to come along on such short notice.) We ate, we drank, we swam, we lounged in the sun! It was so fantastically relaxing! I took Bindu along too, and she freakin’ loved it. She thinks she might just be a boat dog at heart; she looked so cute in the prow sniffing the wind.
We went to the closest lock first and anchored and swam for a bit. The water felt great (yes, yes, I swam in the Mississippi: I’ll probably grow extra limbs soon). We went back to Burlington to air up the inner tube, and then went out to a nice sandy beach and parked. I laid out and swam for a few hours. Bindu met the other dogs on the beach. We humans talked and ate sandwiches and met our neighbors and people-watched or sat quietly soaking up the sun. I sat in the water and rubbed my dog all over with wet sand and she loved it. JW wanted to play cards, but I said, “We can do that at home. Here, we should enjoy the sun and the water!”
The boat had engine troubles, though, so we had to be towed back to Burlington, which took forever. Then we had to get the boat out of the water, which was much easier said than done, but suffice it to say we did not lose the trailer to the bottom of the river after all and the boat is safely trailered. After that debacle, Bghead took our sunburned and sandy selves out to dinner at The Drake.
We were seated out on the patio. There was a band and, I shit you not, they covered Big Balls! For the dinner crowd! (Our table screamed along, natch.) I sang back-up with the band for awhile, because apparently that’s the kind of attention-getting self-involved diva I am, but the river bugs were dive-bombing the stage lights something fierce and kept ending up in my cleavage so I went and sat down again. I had the pan-seared tuna and fries, but I didn’t eat the mango chutney that came with it because I think mango chutney is yucky.
Eventually we got rid of the drunk 19-year-old girl we’d picked up along the way, and piled into to the truck for the drive home. (Baby Girl did the driving because she’d managed to stay sober.) We rolled into Fairfield a little before midnight, I think, and the group parted ways.
Today I’m sunburned and lazy and didn’t even bother doing laundry. The redness of my face and shoulders is easing, so I might end up with a tan rather than having to spend the next week peeling my skin off in chunks, for which I’m prepared to be grateful.
I was napping earlier, and I had my door open to let the air conditioned air into the roasting, sweltering sauna that is the blue room in the summer. AmmZon came upstairs and informed me that she’d purchased Fudgesicles, so naturally I got up and ate one because Fudgesicles freakin’ rawk.
Oh, and then I ate an entire frozen pizza and watched television for an hour, because that’s the kind of exciting rock star stuff I do. Now I’m going back to bed because I’ll need to get up early enough to wash something to wear to work tomorrow and pick up that loan check and pay Goodyear the rest of the money I owe them for fixing the jeep last Friday.
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heh…i’m glad you’re feeling less constrained and hope that you’re able to walk normally very soon.
Fudgesicles are da bomb! i adore them!
Totally da bomb! -m
There is a vending machine at my work that sells fudgesicles for $.40. They’re good.
$0.40 is a screamin’ deal! -m
*gigglesnort!*
sounds like you had a great time. đŸ™‚
hmm.. I think I need me some fudgesicles now.
You DO! -m
*MY* comment is awaiting moderation?
Yes, dear, you either typed “anonymous” or left the Name field blank so the comment went to moderation. -m
Wow! Very interesting tidbit alert!
đŸ˜‰ -m
Uh yeah, TOO interesting.
And deleted. -m
Did you slather yourself with ALOE? Stops sunburn in its tracks, like it had real feet.
Feet? Which? The sunburn, or the aloe? đŸ˜‰ -m
Thank you Mush. You’re a gracious friend and host. And an awesome party hound and world class singer. Good times. I hope Jamie’s boat engine is ok.
No problem. You too. He’s got insurance, hopefully that will help. -m
Hmmm. It seems that part of the story is missing…
Nonetheless, sounds like a fantastic weekend.
My goodness, could I get ANY MORE SHIT today?! *rofl* -m
I’m still reeling from that reincarnation of Bon Scott singing “big balls” at that conservative looking “Drake” place. As god as my witness he was chanelling Bon Scott. Or maybe *I* was. Really excellent food there by the way. Great outdoor venue in the evening. Great service. They put up with a table of full on, loud-ass, sun baked, river-drunk roos for several hours and smiled at us the whole time. Thumbs up. Huge kudos all the way around that whole day. Got towed in for free (they wouldn’t take any money); Got helped with getting the boat on the trailer; Mush got to sing her ass off; Got royally shitfaced and danced; Stimulated the Burlington economy, etc. Whoever it was that bailed out of this operation earlier should bow their heads in shame.
“But we’ve got the biggest / balls of them all!” -m
My summer has a new theme now.
LOL! -m
At least one of the lamed-out invitees had to work on Saturday and couldn’t attend the BigMuddyBoatTowApalooza. I heard it was quite an interesting day tho
Yeah, in the way that drinking FAR TOO MUCH is interesting! And I meant the other two who lamed out with Brown Bottle Flu. YOU had to work. YOU are not lame! *smooch* -m
Sorry you missed it. Jamie says he’d take us again though so you’ll be towing boats through the mud, drunk and sunburnt soon enough.
Hmm…something seems missing here…
Shh. -m
BGHead, Boat Motor OK, False Alarm. Thanx for concern. Buzz will be with us on the next trip. Good company, Good fun. Who drank all the Vodka?
Me! I drank it! *lol* -m
Ah, glad to here that. I told you it would be ok! Thanks for finding my cell phone, sandles, etc.